“You turned your back on brilliance, bade earth an agonized goodbye and empty-handed faced the dark, like everyone who comes this way…”
“I am a brittle ship in a hurricane, clinging to this twig that is my harbor . . .”
“Fear not the lonely darkness of the soul’s winter nights, when no warmth of consolation comes . . .”
“Be the flame of autumn in this changing, chilling world and in my trembling heart.”
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