Did not scold me, did not praise me,Like friends and like enemies.Only left his soul to meAnd then said, "Now keep in peace."And one thing worries me so:If this moment he will die,God's archangel will come to meFor his soul from the sky.How then will I hide her so,How to hide it from God's eyes?She, the soul, that cries and sings soMust be in His paradise.
-Anna Akhmatova
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