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“You do see me crossing the meadow stiff and dead from the mist? I long for that home, that home I've never had, and without any hope that I'll ever be able to reach it. For such a home, never touched, I carry that longing that will never die, like that meadow dies stiff and dead from the mist. You do see me crossing it, full of dread?”

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Book:Oppressive Light: Selected Poems by Robert Walser
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Robert Walser
Robert Walser

Robert Walser was a Swiss writer known for his unique style and profound inner world. His works spanned various literary forms, including novels, essays, and poetry, and had a profound impact on 20th-century literature. more

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