Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Many red devils ran from my heart
And out upon the page,
They were so tiny
The pen could mash them.
And many struggled in the ink.
It was strange
To write in this red muck
Of things from my heart.

1. To the maiden
2. If there is a witness to my little life
3. There was, before me
4. Two or three angels
5. Walking in the sky

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