We aged a hundred years, and this happened in a single hour: the short summer had already died, the body of the ploughed plains smoked.
"'In Memoriam, July 19, 1914' ('White Flock')". Poem by Anna Akhmatova, 1917.
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We aged a hundred years, and this happened in a single hour: the short summer had already died, the body of the ploughed plains smoked.