Behind my cheerfulness breathes the grief...
Once upon a time my mother was a doe. The gold- brown eyes the grace stayed with her from the doe-time....
Hinter meinem Frohsinn atmet die Trauer...
Meine Mutter war einmal ein Reh. Die goldbraunen Augen die Anmut blieben ihr aus der Rehzeit....
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