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Lying in me

 Lying in me, as though it were a white 
Stone in the depths of a well, is one 
Memory that I cannot, will not, fight: 
It is happiness, and it is pain.
Anyone looking straight into my eyes Could not help seeing it, and could not fail To become thoughtful, more sad and quiet Than if he were listening to some tragic tale.
I know the gods changed people into things, Leaving their consciousness alive and free.
To keep alive the wonder of suffering, You have been metamorphosed into me.

by Anna Akhmatova
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