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Not sorry, not calling, not crying All will pass like smoke of white apple trees Seized by the gold of autumn, I will no longer be young.

Sergei Yesenin

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Sergei Yesenin
Age: 30 †
Born: 1895
Born: October 3
Died: 1925
Died: December 28
Poet
Writer
Konstantinovo
Rybnovsky District
Ryazan Oblast
Longer
Apples
Tree
Trees
White
Smoke
Young
Pass
Like
Cry
Seized
Calling
Apple
Sorry
Crying
Gold
Autumn

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