Now summer has passed,
As if it had never been.
It is warm in the sun.
But this isn't enough.
All that might have been,
Like a five-cornered leaf
Fell right into my hands,
But this isn't enough.
Neither evil nor good
Had vanished in vain,
It all burnt with white light,
But this isn't enough.
Life took me under its wing,
Preserved and protected,
Indeed I have
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