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There were ghosts that returned to earth to hear his phrases, As he sat there reading, aloud, the great blue tabulae. They were those from the wilderness of stars that had expected more. There were t…

The first movement is singing, A free voice, filling mountains and valleys. The first movement is joy, But it is taken away. And now that the years have transformed my blood And thousands of planetar…

I love roads: The goddesses that dwell Far along invisible Are my favorite gods. Roads go on While we forget, and are Forgotten like a star That shoots and is gone. On this earth 'tis sure We men hav…

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