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Liebestraum

Moments there were, when out of death, and the rebellion of the flesh, there came to you, as you took stock of yourself, a dream of love.

                                                                                                                              Thomas Mann

We remember them, the missingverse,

passed beyond past. Yet still we would know.

Here and now if only we could ask

One simple question: Was it all for love

Or for the dream of love that they endured?

 

 

 

 

 

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Ultimately...

there is no difference.

Endurance is love.

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Maybe

that's it.