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I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.

Silently, God opens his golden eyes over the place of skulls.

Earlier lives drift by on silver soles, and the shadows of the damned descend into these sighing waters.

Black frost. The ground is hard, the air tastes bitter. Your stars cluster in evil signs.

For whoever is lonely there is a tavern.

Shuddering under the autumn stars, each year, the head sinks lower and lower.

The blue of my eyes is extinguished in this night, the red gold of my heart.

The guilt of newborns is immense.

The near stillness recalls what is forgotten, extinct angels.

When we are thirsty, we drink the white waters of the pool, the sweetness of our mournful childhood.