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						Music by Rainer Maria Rilke 
						
						Take me by the hand; it's so easy for you, Angel, for you are the road even while being immobile.
  You see, I'm scared no one here will look for me again; I couldn't make use of whatever was given,
  so they abandoned me. At first the solitude charmed me like a prelude, but so much music wounded me.						 
						
						
						
						
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