Go a little aside from the noise of the world:
Go near to yourself …
Listen …
Ah, music, pulse-beats of Life, whispers of Death!
They were there all the time like a brook that is under the ground.
Go near to yourself …
Listen …
Ah, music, pulse-beats of Life, whispers of Death!
They were there all the time like a brook that is under the ground.
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