You Thought I Was That Type (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
You thought I was that type: That you could forget me, And that I'd plead and weep And throw myself ...
You thought I was that type: That you could forget me, And that I'd plead and weep And throw myself ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
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