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Oh let me be alone, far from eyes and faces,Оставить комментарий
Let me be alone, a while, even from you;
My soul is like a desert, sick of light-filled spaces,
The urge of useless winds, the sky of pitiless blue;
Let me be alone, a while, in twilit places,
Waiting the merciful night, the stately stars and the dew.
'Weariness' by Sara Teasdale