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Anna Akhmatova - DepartureAnna Akhmatova - Departure
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Although this land is not my own, I will remember its inland sea and the waters that are so cold the sand as white as old bones, the pine trees strangely red where the sun comes down. I cannot say if it is our love, or the day, that is ending.
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