At last
At last the roots began to live.
At last they woke up and ancient
Instinct insists them - not to leave.
At last my heart is calmly beating,
With merry feeling of the spring.
At last all sorrows are hidden,
At last it ran away, my spleen...
15 мая 2018 года.
Вера! Тебе и всем девочкам
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Раиса Филина(Миронова)
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