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var ständigt Viet ädlaste vishet att famnaÂ
och ljuvande glittra, glimma, I KLARHET ― IMMA
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SANNING! Äran är all kärlek,Â
Livet segrat högt och värdigt genom ensamma
hemligheter hällda blodet, I KLARHET ― IMMAÂ
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MAKTER! Öppna vÃ¥r Verklighet,Â
nu varsamt vidrör skyarnas ristade myllaÂ
och vaksamt lÃ¥t oss stanna kvar, I KLARHET ― IMMAÂ
 DELPHI VALLEY
Early, right before the day notices me again
comes the first wound driven from the earth
and speaks coldly, in chilled, lightbroken waters:
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I am wind extinguished light,
dearest sorrowfriend you have met,
those left traces in the marsch
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The second wound, around self-defence cast,
overnourished this Universe hopeless coldstricken embrace
and have soon used up all my vunerability,
reached in to Time and awake constantly bent:
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Sorrow have played too long on its own board
with Life laid up as being a fickled nothing
(Hidden events fully rooted in advance
handing here Fate itself as fully written)
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Final peel of pity scraped down
A cold grip soon to been turned right
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There, over hushed dusk
and trembling candle flickering
risen as a shimmering: Clarity;
Home to the last wound