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By Anna Akhmatova Submitted by Inflatable Sushi Date: 2002 Dec 28 Comment on this Work [[2002.12.28.10.02.10800]] |
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In Dream 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. |