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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345079" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song Of The Final Meeting</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345079" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My breast grew helplessly cold,<br>But my steps were light.<br>I pulled the glove from my left hand<br>Mistakenly onto my right.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345079" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It seemed there were so many steps,<br>But I knew there were only three!<br>Amidst the maples an autumn whisper<br>Pleaded: 'Die with me!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345079" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I'm led astray by evil<br>Fate, so black and so untrue.'<br>I answered: 'I, too, dear one!<br>I, too, will die with you…'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345079" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This is a song of the final meeting.<br>I glanced at the house's dark frame.<br>Only bedroom candles burning<br>With an indifferent yellow flame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Anna+Akhmatova">Anna Akhmatova</a></strong></div>

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