Neither dreams nor reality

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“We sat at sunset with the whole family under the linden trees and drank tea. Behind the lilacs, fog was already rising from the ravine. You could hear the sound of scythes being sharpened. The neighboring men came out to mow the merchant's meadow. They don't yell or swear, as always. The scythes shuffled across the grass, you could hear about twenty of them..."
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Data sheet
- Name of the Author
- Александр Блок Александрович
- Language
- Russian