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my soul (herman hesse)

Posted on Sunday, August 31, 2014

my soul (herman hesse)

Sometimes, when a bird cries out,
Or the wind sweeps through a tree,
Or a dog howls in a far off farm,
I hold still and listen a long time.

My soul turns and goes back to the place

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