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Mozart lay cold in that square box. Salieri observed tearful. "With this vexing star dimmed, who shall Brighten the sky at night?" He sighed, "In my hatred I forgot The fire you stoked in me, Alas."
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Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 5:19 PM UTC
The Death of Mozart
Mozart lay cold in that square box. Salieri observed tearful. "With this vexing star dimmed, who shall Brighten the sky at night?" He sighed, "In my hatred I forgot The fire you stoked in me, Alas."
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Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 5:19 PM UTC
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