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I am a bush both of roses and forget-me-nots.

I will be violet and red,
As though a wild gardener had infected me
As though a wild gardener had infected me
With a serious floral disease.
With a serious floral disease.
I will be violet and red,
I will be violet and red,
Crimson, black, yellow, golden.
Crimson, black, yellow, golden.
In a humming and dangerous cloud —Yelena Shwartz, translated by Nina Kossman
In a humming and dangerous cloud
—Yelena Shwartz, translated by Nina Kossman

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