Literature

Jorge Luis Borges
Mirrors are not more silent
nor the creeping dawn more secretive;
in the moonlight, you are that p...
Hermann Hesse
My Pillow gazes upon me at night
Empty as a gravestone;
I never thought it would be so bitter
To ...
Hermann Hesse
Many thousand glittering motes
Crowd forward greedily together
In trembling circles.
Extravagantl...
Hermann Hesse
You brothers, who are mine,
Poor people, near and far,
Longing for every star,
Dream of relief fr...
Hermann Hesse
How heavy the days are.
There's not a fire that can warm me,
Not a sun to laugh with me,
Everythi...

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