"What a liquid dream you have poured me:
Beauty and horror, laughter and tears,
rain and fire, war and peace,
love and aversion,
light and darkness, heat and cold,
childhood and old age,
vastness of space, countless solar systems
with black holes drinking of the light.
You dazzled me with your kaleidoscope,
but you knew, that after a hundred years
I would wake up from that dream
and afterwards never dream like that again."
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