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You know, and I know... | |||
You know and | It is known to the two of us alone. | ||
With whom shall I speak my thoughts inmost? | |||
Is there someone in this world who is my own? | |||
So much mental anguish perseveres; | |||
So much fancy always pries and peeps. | |||
So much grief and so much grieving | |||
Burn inside me, morn and evening. | |||
So many days come and pass by uselessly; | |||
So many nights only make plain some history. | |||
So many mirages go on evaporating; | |||
So many hopes are floating on duplicity. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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