From "First Poems,"
Rainer Maria Rilke
Understand, I'll slip quietly
Away from the noisy crowd
When I see the pale
Stars rising, blooming over the oaks.
I'll pursue solitary pathways
Through the pale twilit meadows,
With only this one dream:
You come too.
I do not claim to be the original author of this script. I am sharing it like this to make it easier for anyone to use.
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