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(oracle:)

"A world without any space

for sensitive flowers to bloom

is forced to die:

Raindrops fall to the ground

where the crystal ice-ferns burn

to extinguish and fertilize the fields of vein.

Sleeping dreams awake

and are in blossom now."

(human being:)

"Oh thick water I drink

- the blood of time -

you trickle away!

What will remain?"

(oracle:)

"Only nightflowers will remain!"

(human being:)

"Nightflower's roots in me

are sucking out the will to be.

Until the hollow wrap

is not strong enough anymore.

But better a nightmare I'll never awake from

than an illusion I must let go!"

(later:)

"Down! The only left is the mortal I hate.

Don't cry over the grave I'm buried in!

You tears might poison the ice-ferns

on my corpse. I kiss you all! Good night!"

(the human being dies - and nobody cares...)