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Ask me not for royal riches
That could leave in life a hole,
Nor for crowd's vice to reach us
That can stab your shiny soul.
Ask me not for doubtful glory
That could make us lose ourselves,
I'm not a Richard Cory.
I shall leave our rings on shelves.
Ask me not to spill my blood in
Fighting for a cause unclear:
Victories are seldom sudden.
Freedom’s platinum, my dear.
Ask Me Not...
© Copyright: Дмитрий Белянин, 2016
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