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Slavnaya flute, Feon, here lies. the leader of the choir
old man, blinded by years, once Skirpal begat
AND, inspired, dictation baby Feon. for bowl
Sweet Bacchus and the Muses praised pleasant Theon.
And he praised the Vata, handsome young man: passer!
Past the tombs slowly, utter: hello Theon!

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