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Порака: <blockquote data-quote="Achernar" data-source="post: 365728" data-attributes="member: 3190">The garden of LoveI went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen; A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut And 'Thou shalt not,' writ over the door; So I turned to the Garden of Love That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tombstones where flowers should be; And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds, And binding with briars my joys and desires.<a href="https://m.poemhunter.com/william-blake/">by William Blake</a></blockquote>

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