I owe you much, much love
now,
I give you my resignation.
I know you loved me, I could feel
.
I rest in your forgiveness.
I'll pretend you never went
,
you've been traveling and nothing else.
And your memory,
when very sad, I will
company to my loneliness.
I want my absence,
be large wings,
with which you can take that flight
long
so many scales,
somewhere that you can lose.
I here with nothing
going to talk about everything.
'll look in my continuing.
And until years
close my mind I'm not going to ask: Where will
my spring?
Where I've hidden the sun, my garden
forgot
and Soul withered me?
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