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Wear, lonely, old roses

between snow and cold, and my way is
far.
For the same path
with a sword over his shoulder,
he goes behind me with his cloak
cloudy.
walks and knows
that snow had been trampled, and that there

extinguished the last sunset,
for me out there that night
happens,

freedom I seek. Where

find shelter,
so late.

roses fall into the snow melted.

Tears fall in the snow scarlet. Missing
fatally,
I can not help.
He
unnecessarily trample the roses in the snow.

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is Annensky Create to mourn and cry tears outside the mouth to teach outside their own, the silence ...
; N. Gumilev


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One afternoon blues and soft ...
sharp stems and soft tissue of the path, and freshness
early on the velvet carpets,
and early evening dew drops on the hair. Neither

thoughts in your head, no words of silent lips, but the heart
loves everyone, without exception, everyone in the world, and is so sweet
wander into the blue twilight, and night
calls me as a woman, into the embrace.


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