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Look - I retreat into the shadows,
And you're still in doubt
Still afraid to meet the day,
Not feeling the night approximation.

Do not wait for you inspired words -
I, late at the border,
Quietly waiting for the last of dreams,
forgotten here, in the earth's prison.

Can I keep the dream
And to believe in the local vision,
When you're the only one
Do not believe a death chants?

But in front of me turned darkness,
I do not smell fleeting pain,
And you cloudless bright,
But only in the immortality, - not vale.

20 September 1901

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