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By a Window
Above the roofs the sky-blue,
And clouds passing by,
Before the window a tree in spring dew,
And a bird shoots up skyward drunk
A lost scent of blossoms -
A heart feels: This is the world!
The stillness increases and the midday glows!
My God, how rich is the world!
I dream and dream and life flees,
Life there outdoors - somewhere
Far-off to me because of a sea of loneliness!
A heart feels it and doesn't become glad!
poem
by
Georg Trakl
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