December – blizzard – your slim frame.
The dog is barking. Here and there
The friends of yours – titmice fly fast,
A gap – revolt – sense’s outblast!
And then the soil. For everyone –
You’re spinning, my first sin, my sun
My gullibility, my spring –
December, in the middle of him!
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