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The bare tree stands around your house
and let in sky and air without end,
the bare trees descend to the shore
and reflected in the water.
A child still plays in the gray smoke of autumn
and a girl walks with flowers in her hand
and by the heavenly spirit
fly white silver white birds up.

/ Edith Södergran

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Tillagd i varukorgen