“When will you learn that there isn’t a word for everything?”

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 But still I try.

“You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: She wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.”
– Anna Akhmatova


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