s h us,

        ws o us?

        Ah our love is a harsh cord

        t binds us wounding us

        and if

        to leave our wound,

        to separate,

        it makes a ne for us and ns us

        to drain our blood and burn together.

        s    you

        and I find not two eyes

        like all eyes, a mouth

        lost among a t I iful,

        a body just like t have slipped

        be leaving any memory.

        And y you    the world

        like a w-colored jar

        air,    sound,    substance!

        I vainly sought in you

        depth for my arms

        t dig,    cease, beh:

        beh your eyes,

        nothing,

        be scarcely

        raised

        a current of crystalline order

        t does not know w flows singing.

        hy, why, why,

        my love, why?
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