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Behind those walls
of dreams so fine,
A silent girl
still walks the line.

To ends which meet
she learns to grow,
worlds behind masks
I learn to know.

Yet though I fear
the thing that lies,
All maggots turn
to butterflies

That die

------
Stille


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