I and the world - snow, brooks…

I and the world - snow, brooks,
The sun, tracks, stars, birds,
Vague thoughts strings -
All are subject to, all your!

We are not afraid of the eternal prisoner,
Invisible narrow walls,
And from the brink and to the point
We pretty shudders,
We rather change!

Love, come to hate
The hidden meaning of the universe,
Odd and even dead Numbers,
And at the top - you see!

10 May 1902

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