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52 * * ʥʥʩʸʡ ˋ ʯʥ˦ ʢʲʥʥ ʸʲʷʩʡʩʥʨʹ ʸʲʣ , ʨʩʸʨ ʲʨʸʥ˗ʩʹʸˋ˦ ʩʣ ... ʸʲʰ‫ٷ‬ʮ ʸʲʷʩʶʰʩʩʠ , ʨʩʰ ʱʲ ʷʰʲʣʲʢ ʪʩʠ . ʯʲʮʥʬʡ ʯʱˋʮ ʩʥʥ ʢʰʥʸʲʮʲʣ ʩʣ , ʸʲʡˌʨʷˌ ʩʥʥ ʢʰʥʸʲʮʲʣ ʩʣ - ʣʬˋʥʥ , ʯʲʮʥʷʲʢ ʦʩʠ ʸʲ ʯʲʥʥ . ʢʲʥʥ ʸʲʷʩʡʩʥʨʹ ʸʲʣ , ʨʩʰʹ ʯʫˌʰ ʣʬʲ˦ ʱˌʣ , ʸʨ ʲʷʩʬʷˋʥʥ ʩʣ ʨʩ ... ʳʥʱ ˋ ʯˌ , ʢʲʸʡ ˋ ʯˌ ʷʩʬʢ ʱˌʣ ʯʱʷˋʥʥʲʢ ʦʩʠ ... ʸʲʰ‫ٷ‬ʮ ʸʲʷʩʨʫʩʬ , ʨʩʰ ʱʲ ʷʰʲʣʲʢ ʪʩʠ . 53 FROM A LETTER The dusty road, the drunken steps. . . My one and only, I don’t remember. Dusk, like masses of flowers, dusk, like October woods, when he came. The dusty road, the fields after harvest, the tottering steps. . . Without end, without limit. Happiness grew . . . My radiant one, I don’t remember. ...

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