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Flat together with you is not poky,
As you enter, grief flies away,
And spread out the walls of apartment,
And sighs up all the earthly space...
Doesn't matter - before - it was bad,
It turned out as it had to be,
Nice occasion to eternal harmony
Was in past, sorrows, strifes and grief...
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