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| so:text | For seventeen months I have cried aloud calling you back to your lair. I hurled myself at the hangman's foot. You are my son, changed into nightmare. Confusion occupies the world, and I am powerless to tell somebody brute from something human, or on what day the word spells, "Kill! (en) |
| so:isPartOf | https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Anna_Akhmatova |
| so:description | Requiem; 1935-1940 (1963; 1987) (en) |
| so:description | Prologue (en) |
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