See you later, soul, see you later,
In my bosom, we will not be shed.
The annunciated separation
Promises reunion ahead.
Not a handshake, not a tremble in the air,
May no silent grief of yours abide.
Death on earth is not a new affair,
Though life is older, side by side.
Original: www.stihi-rus.ru/1/Esenin/31.htm
Response: www.stihi.ru/2016/04/25/2923
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