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seen his mother in the dusk ofthe dawn
and then smiles and sleepsagain.
I shall die again and again toknow that life is inexhausitible.
While I was passing with thecrowd in the road
I saw the smile from thebalcony and I sang and forgot all noise.
Love is life in its fullnesslike the cup with wine
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