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Autumn By Rainer Maria Wilke (1875-1926)

  Tree leaves are falling, from grey sky, as if orchards were aging quickly without knowing why, Each fallen leaf tells us that death is the motion of “no”. ~ And tonight the heavy earth murmurs, withdrawing from the milky … Continue reading

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