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Before spring there are days like these;
Under the dense snow the meadow rests,
The trees merrily, drily rustle,
And the warm wind is tender and supple.
And the body marvels at its lightness,
And you don’t recognize your own house,
And that song you were tired of before,
You sing like a new one, with deep emotion.
- Anna Akhmatova
#poetry
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