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One day, a message came in French. "From Sarah!" Ahmed's heart thumped. It turned out to be from Olga...why has she written in French? Some poems… He loved poetry but did not look for the author that Olga chose.
In recent days, Olga sent him videos: she rarely appeared in the frame. These were short one-to three-minute clips from the streets of the city, or her work in the office, or walks outside her office during lunch. She even tried to speak, almost inarticulately, in English. Ahmed hardly watched..

Однажды пришло сообщение на французском. "От Сары!"– стукнуло сердце Ахмеда. Оказалось, от Ольги...почему на французском? Какие-то стихи… Он любил поэзию, но не стал искать автора, которого выбрала Ольга.
Последние дни Ольга отсылала ему видео: сама она редко появлялась в кадре. Это были короткие одно-трехминутные ролики с улиц города, или ее работа в офисе, или прогулка во время ланча. Она даже пыталась что-то говорить, почти нечленоразделно, по-английски. Ахмед почти не смотрел. 

The message - 216-
04/05
Je sais qu'il est des yeux, des plus m;lancoliques
Qui ne rec;lent point de secrets pr;cieux ;
Beaux ;crins sans joyaux, m;daillons sans reliques,
Plus vides, plus profonds que vous-m;mes, ; Cieux !

Mais ne suffit-il pas que tu sois l'apparence,
Pour r;jouir un coeur qui fuit la v;rit; ?
Qu'importe ta b;tise ou ton indiff;rence ?
Masque ou d;cor, salut ! J'adore ta beaut;.

Да, я встречал глаза — в них вещих нет секретов,
Хотя они полны возвышенной тоски.
Ларцы без жемчуга, оправы без портретов,
Как сами небеса, пусты и глубоки!
Но пусть весь облик твой — лишь видимость, не боле, —
Он сердце радует, а истина — Бог с ней.
Бездушна, ветрена, глупа — не все равно ли?
Я преклоняюсь, ложь, пред красотой твоей!

It is raining today morning at last..what sweet healing for me sounds like a thick unregular drum-roll.. I am enjoying it..I feel something will be changed..

Макото 16
04/05
I remember the song almost over you that I sent.
That song is what I use as an alarm clock.
So I listen to it everyday.
I usually listen to the songs I send, but for some reason there are many love songs (Lol)
In Japan, stores have gradually opened.
But I can't enter anywhere without a mask.
Because of the coronavirus.
But I'm still afraid to go into the group.
From now on, it will be the rainy season.
It was raining all day yesterday.
The rainy season in Japan is about 40 days a year.
There is humidity and the temperature is around 30 ° C.
It will be a very unpleasant time.
It is during this time that physical condition management is difficult.
The rainy season usually starts around June 8.
When it's over, it's summer.
Let's spend each day taking care of each other's physical condition.
Of course I am watching over you from Japan.
As I always think, the time difference and distance are far, but my feelings are close.
It looks like a sunny day today.
I hope you have a nice day.
my short poem