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By AnonymJaroslav Seifert
Everything on earth has happened before, nothing is new, but woe to the lovers who fail to discover a fresh blossom in every future kiss.
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By AnonymJaroslav Seifert
If an ordinary person is silent, it may be a tactical manoeuvre. If a writer is silent, he is lying.
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By AnonymJaroslav Seifert
Love is an eternal struggle with the angel. From dawn to night. Without mercy. The opponent is often stronger. But woe to him who doesn’t realize that his angel has no wings and will not bless.
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By AnonymJaroslav Seifert
Love is something huge You’ll find out that Even if there were revolution in the whole wide world Still somewhere on green grass Lovers would have time to hold hands And lean their heads towards one another.
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By AnonymJaroslav Seifert
Můj Bože, co ědí ti lidé v ložích, ta spala s tímhle, ten jí dal za to kožich, a jeden herec, kus to darebáka, povinné školou na halšerky láká
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