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stirring dull roots with spring rain
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(come in under the shadow of this red rock)
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what are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
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feeding a little life with dried tubers
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summer surprised us, coming over the starnbergersee
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and when we were children, staying at the archduke's
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is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor
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each man fixed his eyes before his feet
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in the mountains, there you feel free
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unreal city
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and the dead tree gives no shelter,
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a heap of broken images
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under the brown fog of a winter dawn
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With a Dead Sound