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says DEATH:
When he mastered anxiety,
And he's in anguish mad,
He had forgotten how to praise God
And singing songs of sinful.
But, otorop seized with,
he foresaw, and vague swarm
former visions, image of the country
His sometimes pursued.
But he was exhausted - and early
The heat of youth is simple - and now
Vanity holy memories
Before him slowly rises.
He no longer believes in nothing,
Himself just wants to cheat,
And he - to my blissful doors
It finds the sluggish path.
Since it is quite praise God -
Oh, he - not the voice, Only - groan.
I opened. let the little
Yet he will suffer.
10 December 1915
