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Anna Akhmatova
23 June 1889 – 5 March 1966 / Odessa
In Dream
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Black and enduring separation
I share equally with you.
Why weep? Give me your hand,
Promise me you will come again.
You and I are like high
Mountains and we can't move closer.
Just send me word
At midnight sometime through the stars.
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