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Through leaves, roots, branches, to the beginning of the world
an echo penetrates from here,
from my special songs
all-encompassing drunkenness, dizziness, euphoric dream,
and that life in this material, stagnant, fosilized ...
and that aggression, it’s just because we can’t do without it
with this original - the great impulse that started it all and threw us here,
to this hard, stagnant, frozen, rough world.