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Soon they will leave me- like my acquaintances, my Years!The embittered memories,like moments of yew-flower,May once in a while,if I will, rise again:..
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To hide, to escape.With the cheaply-measuredweights of Tomorrowson my limbs,painted green-blue by the aching vengeance!I should hide - yes,hide in the..
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In homeless, orphaned flocks,ravens chatter on skeleton-like branches:black bones, charred, about to cool!They spared not the chill shadowsof seasons ..
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Even now, with the watchword of deliberate calm,The wandering clouds wander,three stone mountainswith their curved muscular ridgesGently spreading in ..
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That the complex and organicinstinct-processes of the soul havethus come together and become influenceable,which are involuntarily integrated intothe ..
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This year too there has been New Year's cheer,a boisterous, bohemian shower,Winter's busy, busy, busy,minute by minute, has suddenlyproduced its merci..
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My wandering soul, like a fearful,diligent ghost, slept in my roomsomewhere yet it seemed inthe restrained chorus of nightmaresand stray rustles,tiny ..
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Your nerves need a peaceful rest.Your body should have peace now,a harmonious balance.You yourself must have knownlong ago: tomorrow you will beconfro..
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I have never receivedthe redemptive pardon of criminals.I was forced to lickmy stigma scars like a dog,until I was totally disappointedand totally dis..
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Like an island where Time has stood still,and your expressive gaze penetrates likea scalpel into my kidney.Thy cheek in the reddish glowof thy cheekTh..
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