"Когда я был ребенком, — лес ночной..."
(А. Блок).
I was a kid. Night forest scared me.
Swamp in the fog, night plain,
My stumbling horse by eerie fir-tree–
This terrified me to the pain.
Some years have passed since then
And life has broken spirit; i've seen a lot.
Returning to the twilight forest land
I'm filled with joy and burning hurt.
Night forest
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