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Poetry

Ego

Translated from German

I
my umbrella
both of us
gray
with a fine wooden grip
from hand to hand
we go
I and my trusty umbrella
he's always at hand
even when it's not raining
but when the sun comes out
I let him down

English

I
my umbrella
both of us
gray
with a fine wooden grip
from hand to hand
we go
I and my trusty umbrella
he's always at hand
even when it's not raining
but when the sun comes out
I let him down

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