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Hesse,
Hermann
. German-Swiss poet novelist and painter
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The Poet
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Written by:
Hermann
Hesse
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O hour of my muse: why do you leave me,
Wounding me by the wingbeats of your flight?
Alone: what shall I use my mouth to utter?
How shall I pass my days? And how my nights?
I have no one to love. I have no home.
There is no center to sustain my life.
All things to which I give myself grow rich
and leave me spent, impoverished, alone.
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