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“PERHAPS THIS WAS MY HAPPINESS”
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* ʷʩʬʢ ʯٷʮ ʱˌʣ ʸʹ˦ʠ ʦʩʠ ʯʲʥʥʲʢ : ʯʢʩʥʠ ʲʰٷʣ ʩʥʥ ʯʬʩ˦ ʯʢʩʥʡʲʢ ʸʩʮ ʸˋ˦ ʪʩʦ ʯʡˌʤ . ʯʩʩʰ , ʷʩʬʢ ʯٷʮ ʱˌʣ ʦʩʠ ʯʲʥʥʲʢ : ʸʲʤ ʯʥʠ ʯʩʤ ʷʩʣʰʢٷʥʥʹ ʯʩʩʢ ʸʲʥʥʷʱ ʯʸʲʡʩʠ ʸʩʣ ʨʩʮ . ʯʩʩʰ , ʱˌʣ ʨʩʰ , ʱˌʣ ʨʩʰ , ʸʲʤ ʸˌʰ : ʣʩʩʸ˦ ʸʲʦʣʰʥʠ ʸʲʡʩʠ ʯʲʥʥ ʨʩʥʨ ʭʲʣ ʯʢʩʩʡʰٷʠ ʪʩʦ ʷʩʣʰʲʬʫʩʩʮʹ ʨʢʲʬ˦ . ʯʸʥ˝ʸʥ˝ ʯʲʥʥʲʢ ʯʲʰٷʦ ʢʲʨ ʲʬˋ ʯʥʠ , ʸʲʥʥʹ ʲʬˋ ʯʥʠ . 50 “PERHAPS THIS WAS MY HAPPINESS” Perhaps this was my happiness: To feel how your eyes bowed down before me. No, rather this was my happiness: To go silently back and forth across the square with you. No, not even that, but listen: How over our joy there hovered the smiling face of death. And all the days were purple, and all were hard. 51 ...