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eighty years have passed, and more
the hypocritic days
i make my shroud, but no one knows
the long resounding marble corridors
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
two rows of cabbages
god
my true love from her pillow rose
among the mountains i wandered
better than granite
not from the whole wide world
stern cold man

 



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