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Dark pictures, thrones, the stones that pilgrims kiss Poems that take a thousand years to die But ape the immortality of this Red label on a little butterfly .

Vladimir Nabokov

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Vladimir Nabokov
Age: 77 †
Born: 1899
Born: January 1
Died: 1977
Died: January 1
Autobiographer
Chess Composer
Chess Player
Journalist
Lepidopterist
Literary Critic
Novelist
Playwright
Poet
Science Fiction Writer
St. Petersburg
Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov
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Dark
Immortality
Dies
Labels
Pilgrims
Littles
Kiss
Pilgrim
Little
Red
Apes
Take
Pictures
Thrones
Years
Kissing
Label
Stones
Butterfly
Thousand
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