Maxim Rylskyi
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Your grandfather. He loved you very much, but he rarely appeared. On holidays he came to you and gave sweets. And then you sat next to him and he read his poetry to you. In the terrible autumn of 1937, there was almost no news from grandfather. You were worried and decided to go to Kharkiv. There were many NKVD officers on the way. When you reached the "Slovo" building, you ran to grandfather's apartment and when you entered you saw many acquaintances you writers.All of them were thin and tortured. Maxim looked at you and just smiled softly Child...