Alexander Blok Quotes
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The brain is not an organ to be relied upon (Alexander Blok Quotes)
The wind plays up; snow flutters down. Twelve men are marching through the town (Alexander Blok Quotes)
What message, years of conflagration, have you: madness or hope? On thin cheeks strained by war and liberation bloody reflections still remain (Alexander Blok Quotes)