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"With the desire to be loved, to be held close to the other shape; to put off the veil of darkness and see burning eyes."
The Moment: Summer's Night, Virginia Woolf
After this deluge
I wish to see the dove
saved,
nothing but the dove.

I would drown in this sea
if it did not fly away,
if it did not return with the leaf
in the final hour.
— Ingeborg Bachmann, “After this Deluge” (translated by Johannes Beilharz)
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