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The schoolteacher loves your dark eyes. He eats cherries from the icebox. The kitchen door is open to the air. You tell him you’re not doing a thing. It’s as easy as waiting for a train. Short stories from Russia show up.
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The schoolteacher loves your dark eyes. He eats cherries from the icebox. The kitchen door is open to the air. You tell him you’re not doing a thing. It’s as easy as waiting for a train. Short stories from Russia show up.</p></article></body>
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