With pining, so deep, and zeal, like a crazy uprising!
But, much like foes, they shunned their meetings, confessions…
And were cold and empty their short conversations.
They left each other in suffering, wordless and proud,
And only in dreams, saw the image beloved, farther.
Death had come and commenced their
date in the world, that is out...
But they didn't discern in this new world each other.
(Mikhail Lermontov)
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