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Apr 2021
~ Sergei Esenin ~

Bell, once woken up,
Has also roused the field,
To the fair sun,
The drowsy earth has grinned.

The ringing' soaring high
Toward the heaven's roof,
Its crispy sounds chime
In the forest, too.

The milky moon' eclipsed
By the river's bend,
Waves, all swift and brisk,
Are softly kissing banks.

The quiet valley warms
Shaking off the sleep,
And the chiming song's
Dying far afield...
Written by
Vyas  37/M/Russia
     Patrick, Safana and Vyas
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