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LOVE’S SONG
And as I detain my soul, because I do not just reach your own? How I will lift it to other spheres, where you no longer is? Oh, I would hide it in something, that go missing in the dark solitude, unknown and silent in a corner, that does not vibrate more when your rivibrano the depths! But all that soon it appears, takes us together like the bow, that of two ropes takes only one entry. Which means, alas, we are thesis? And who supports and plays it? Oh melody!
(Rainer Maria Rilke)
