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Now we are silent
And sing no songs any more,
Our pace grows heavy;
This is the night, that was bound to come.Give me your hand,
Perhaps we still have a long way to go.
It’s snowing, it’s snowing.
Winter is a hard thing in a strange country.Where is the time
When a light, a hearth burned for us?
Give me your hand!
Perhaps we still have a long way to go.

– Hesse

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