Nostalghia

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Dear Pyotr NikoIayevich

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I've been in ItaIy 2 years

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very important ones

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both for my profession
and for my everyday Iife

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Last night I had a bad dream

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I had to stage an opera in
the theater of My Lord the Count

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The first act was set
in a park fuII of statues

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but they were naked men
forced to stand motionIess

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And I was a statue too

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I knew I wouId be harshIy
punished if I moved

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because our Iord and master
was watching us

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I couId feeI the coId rising
from my marbIe pedestaI

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as the autumn Ieaves settIed
on my upraised arm

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Yet I stood stiII

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But when I sensed I couId
resist no Ionger

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I awoke

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I was afraid

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For I knew it had been no dream
but my reaIity

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Yet I wouId die if I never
returned to Russia

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if I never again saw