To Autumn
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I love only the twilight air
and autumn: how beautiful she is,
answers in it - to all the questions,
Mother, and Son, and She let's Him
to go to death until His Rise - in winter.
And after - fast - and later - Easter!
She will wash everyone with tears,
and will not ask for the acquittals.
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