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one and the same are those who are giving us
the horror of chance
 and the bliss of chance
those who appear to revive our breath
will later recognize us in our dead bodies
 are of true compassion - genuine love

love, stronger than the hand of fate,
but rude and careless
like a foreigner in a country with exquisite manners
the one I was grateful to
made me forsake myself
this burden equals - the ease of creating him myself