Parading

And the chandelier strides like a sixteen-pointer

Sometimes you are full of painting. A few
through your unenterability.
through your unenterability.
Sometimes you are full of painting. A few
Sometimes you are full of painting. A few
seem to have walked straight into your depths—
seem to have walked straight into your depths—
others, shyly, you sent on past you. —Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Stephen Mitchell
others, shyly, you sent on past you.
—Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Stephen Mitchell

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