Encounter - Poem by Georg Trakl
The stranger on the way - we look at each other
And our tired eyes ask:
What have you done with your life?
Be silent! Be silent! Leave all laments!
Already it becomes cooler around us,
The clouds dissolve in the vastnesses.
I think we shall ask more no longer
And nobody will escort us to the night.
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