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In an old family album Ever again you return, Melancholy, O meekness of the solitary soul. A golden day glows and expires. Humbly the patient man surrenders to pain Ringing with melodious sound and soft madness. Look! There's the twilight. Night returns once more and a mortal thing laments And another suffers in sympathy. Shuddering under autumn stars Yearly the head is bowed deeper.- Georg Trakl (1887-1914) .Georg Trakl
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A world without fairy tales and myths would be as drab as life without musicGeorg Trakl
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I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.Georg Trakl