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I never thought I would live forever after my horrible end but I thought  that something like that might happen that my body would be preserved for generations to come in that strange communist church. I was a man and not God, not an object of worship. That's what I objected to. But that's what I became for years, until they no longer knew what to do with me until I fall into pieces and there's no use for me anymore. A note from the poet. Vladimir Lenin still lies in his mausoleum.

What a tragic end. Not in itself. I had fought many duels. It was logical  that the last one on Blackriver would be my fate. There was too much gossip about Natalya's relationship with the Frenchman. The Frenchman hit me hard, in the stomach, but I hit him too. Natalya hit me in the heart, I forgave her for that, but in the two days that I still lived, I managed to say goodbye to everyone. A note from the poet. Alexander Pushkin died after the duel.