Ya pishu dovol'no chasto; moy pocherk - s naklonom vpravo, skoree dazhe ne uglovatyy,a dlinnyy. Kogda bystro pishu, chut'-chut' neponyatnyy. No voobsche - mne nravitsya! 
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...By the starlit mere of Cuivienen, Water of Awakening, they rose from the sleep of Iluvatar;
and while they dwelt yet silent by Cuivienen their eyes beheld first of all things the stars of heaven... ©
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