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Words forsaken—fallen leaves,
Let the wind scatter you,
And let me forget you.
I will remain like a wintry tree
Behind closed eyes, still
And silent.
Both the night will cradle me, ay-lu,
And the…
Contributor:
Kadya Molodovsky
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1927