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Having thought and thought about You I am restless; | |||
Your portrait within psyche leaves me tremulous. | |||
Your smile and magic flute, piercing the heart, | |||
Induce oblivion in me to my whole existence. | |||
Autumn, with its whitish clouds and chill winds, | |||
When flights of geese move, wings outspread... | |||
In that dreamy atmosphere, inside of that nebula, | |||
An end to my small-I is not in motion. | |||
In the | In the winter mists with their icy worldliness, | ||
The ardor of a frosty heart gets lost. | |||
Finally, mid spring's swell of waves You come, | |||
You make the tale unspoken loquacious. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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