Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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There was a man who lived a life of fire.
Even upon the fabric of time,
Where purple becomes orange
And orange purple,
This life glowed,
A dire red stain, indelible;
Yet when he was dead,
He saw that he had not lived.

1. On the horizon the peaks assembled
2. A spirit sped
3. The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds
4. The ocean said to me once
5. Walking in the sky

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