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It snowed and snowed, the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on the table A candle burned.

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Boris Pasternak
Age: 70 †
Born: 1890
Born: February 10
Died: 1960
Died: May 30
Novelist
Pianist
Playwright
Poet
Prosaist
Translator
Writer
Moscow
Russian SFSR
Holiwis
Boris Leonidovich Pasternak
Whole
Swept
World
January
Candle
Burned
Table
Snow
Tables
Ends
Snowed

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