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I had to do it, suddenly I had to sing.
I had no idea why—
But when evening came I wept. Wept bitterly.

Pain was everywhere. Sprang out of everything—
Spread everywhere. Into everything—
And then lay on top of me.

    — Else Lasker-Schuler, “In the Evening” (translated by Eavan Boland)

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