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Oh how I love Rilke. Everything he did. I need to know where on earth I can find something he wrote-I can't find it in any of his works. It's part of a poem he wrote, that I read 30 years ago-can anyone help?
'What will you do, God, when I die?
Will I, your pitcher, broken lie?
Will I, your drink, go stale and dry?
I am your garb, the trade you ply.
You lose your meaning, losing me'
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