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Amidst the Noisy Ball...' Part 2 by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
When tired, in my lone nights,
I lie down to pause --
And see your beautiful sad eyes,
And hear your merry voice.
And, sad, I fall asleep to see
My dreams that run above...
I’m sure not whether I love thee --
But, maybe, I’m in love.
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= 10000 combinations of 10 words.