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As a silver, delicate strand Is woven in my dark tresses Only you, silent nightingale, Can understand this torment. Anna Akhmatova
"I ve things to do today: I must crush memory down, I must turn my heart to stone, I must try living, again." Anna Akhmatova
And sweeter than the sweetest song, Is this tender silence between me and you. Anna Akhmatova
Me, a sad eastern european, reading anna akhmatova write about being sad and eastern european: this bitch knows whats up
Each of our lives is a Shakespearean drama raised to the thousandth degree. - Anna Akhmatova