I. The first lesson of Pythagorean
There were He studied harmony by my Tierces...
But he has not heard a beautiful divine Seventh...
He sat there under our old oak, all the anchorite's grace...
So unspoken - like ancient Pythagorean, and went...
Tsira Gogeshvili
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