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"Oh, life without a tomorrow!"

Oh, life without tomorrow!
Catch treason in every word,
And decreases loves
Star goes for me.
So quietly fly away,
Almost did not recognize at the meeting.
But again the night. Again shoulders
In languor wet kiss.
You I was not cute,
I like you post. And the torture lasted,
And like a criminal languished
Love, filled with evil.
Something like a brother. Silent, angry.
But if you meet the eyes -
I swear to the heavens,
In the fire melted granite.
Anna Akhmatova
Picture of Robert Fowler
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