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I dreamt you took me

     I dreamt you took me
up a white lane
through the heart of the green field
toward the blue of the high mountains,
toward the blue peaks,
one still morning.

     I felt your hand in mine,
your perfect matching hand,
your girlish voice in my ear
like a new bell,
like the untouched bell
of a spring dawn.
It was your voice and your hand
in the dreams, so real, so true!…
Hope, live on — who knows
what the earth can swallow up!

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