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when from the body of the spring is taken off the shroud... the shroud.. the shroud. Here is melting only the heat... the heat.... the heat....!
In a few moments, that's all, the corpse of the spring too becomes invisible, merges into the lap of the pastwhat remains existing are only the bones. And, the bones are laughing at the foolishness of the world saying that
he who dies must get reborn, and, he who is born must dieinviolable is this law! Not possible to count, countless times the earth got dug deep, deep at the same place countless times the bones got buried! Now no further there be our . burial.. burial.... burial... For the welcome of the next spring this our burial is a sowing... a sowing... a sowing... Here is stalking only the heat... the heat.... the heat....!
182 :: Silent Soil
