after A.T. Tvardovsky
I know that there’s no my fault
In people left on fields of war.
That – younger, older – and not always named,
They all stayed there. And that’s the other theme
If I could save them, but I haven’t saved.
The other theme to talk. But yet, but yet, but yet…
I know that there s no my fault...
© Copyright: Анастасия Панкеева, 2008
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