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The rest of the string

Kite-flying. Game For vast plains without tree or water. In the open sky Rises The paper star, irresistibly Snatched into the light, higher, out of all sight And on, and on. To us belongs the rest of the string, and that we knew you. Translated from the German by Ewald Osers

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