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Under Her Dark Veil

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Written by: Anna Akhmatova | Biography
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 Under her dark veil she wrung her hands.
"Why are you so pale today?" "Because I made him drink of stinging grief Until he got drunk on it.
How can I forget? He staggered out, His mouth twisted in agony.
I ran down not touching the bannister And caught up with him at the gate.
I cried: 'A joke! That's all it was.
If you leave, I'll die.
' He smiled calmly and grimly And told me: 'Don't stand here in the wind.
' "

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