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Слушать(AI)To Stand In The Shadow
To stand in the Shadowof the Wound’s-Mark in the Air.
For no-one and nothing to Stand.
Unknown,for youalone.
With all, that within finds Room,even
Speech.
Paul Celan
Paul Celan (/ˈsɛlæn/;[1] German: [ˈtseːlaːn]; 23 November 1920 – c. 20 April 1970) was a Romanian-born German-language poet and translator. He w
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