The Verse of Alfred Lichtenstein by Alfred Lichtenstein
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page 45 of 66 (68%)
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The sea is burning on me.
But why don't you help me! But help!... Cover me. Save me. Cure me, friend and woman. Mother... you-- Invasion Decline already-- But that was quick... Hardly a trace of rising-- I have grown above the whole world. I have become the complete God And horribly awake. And now I must cast away death. My death is mute And without images... Without redemption-- Pathos You don't love me... I have never appealed to you... Was never your type... And my hard eyes annoy you, my darling... I'm too dark for you. And too coarse-- |
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