A beautiful poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
I can not remember. But those moments will last with me as pure
at the bottom of a vase too full.
not think of you, but out of love for your
and this gives me strength. Do not invent
in places that now have no meaning without you. Your
not be
is warm you, and it's true, you did not make more
. Nostalgia
often does not distinguish. Why then, if your search
influence on me already feel like a ray of light
moon at the window.
thanks to those who made me discover ...
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