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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I KNOW not, wherefore, dearest love,

Thou often art so strange and coy
When 'mongst man's busy haunts we move,

Thy coldness puts to flight my joy.
But soon as night and silence round us reign,
I know thee by thy kisses sweet again!

(C) Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
04/02/2015


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