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Thursday 22 December 2022

Nights of Yesterday


        What do you know about graves that open and how one stands in dread of the many colorless empty nights of yesterday - yet they open and no skeletons now lie bleaching there, only earth is there, earth, fertile seeds, and already the first green.

Arch of Triumph
Erich Maria Remarque
1945

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