future ripens past,so past rots future –a terrible festival dead leav — Anna Akhmatova, Poems Akhmatova

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As the future ripens in the past,so the past rots in the future –a terrible festival of dead leaves.

Anna Akhmatova, Poems of Akhmatova

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