April is the seduction of the world, and yet
Language is the whirlpool. Which tears up tree and throws it
Aside? The king's daughter now
Plays, but seriousness....In the occupation of the imagination
The lachrymose sky gushed indirectly no more:
The Thief of Sighs had been there!
The tree consumes the same place as the imagination
But is not,
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