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Forgive me, that I manage badly, Manage badly but live gloriously, That I leave traces of myself in my songs, That I appeared to you in waking dreams.
Anna Akhmatova
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Anna Akhmatova
Age: 76 †
Born: 1889
Born: June 23
Died: 1966
Died: March 5
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Courage: Great Russian word, fit for the songs of our children's children, pure on their tongues, and free.
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That was when the ones who smiled Were the dead, glad to be at rest.
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Rising from the past, my shadow Is running in silence to meet me.
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Real tenderness can't be confused, It's quiet and can't be heard.
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And you know, I agree to everything: I will condemn, I will forget, I will give comfort to the enemy, Darkness will be light and sin lovely.
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