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Rainer Maria Rilke

O how complete I was, nothing calling, nothing that divulged me; my stillness was like a stone’s over which the brook makes its murmuring. But now in these spring weeks something has slowly broken me off from the dark unconscious year. Something has given my poor warm life into the hand of someone random who… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke

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