I can forgive you everything but your absence.
You, like a tea leave, got dissolved in my cup
And you blurred with a cinnamon cobweb of roads.
I try to recall your face, but in vain,
You are just a brown tea stain.
I can forgive you everything but your absence in my life.
Анастасiя Лiташова
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