Octubre 2011
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The old, unhappy feeling that had once pervaded my life
came back like an unwelcome visitor and deeper than ever.
It addressed me like a strain of sorrowful music;
a hopeless consciousness of all that I had lost,
all that I had ever loved.
And all that remained was a ruined blank and waste
lying around me, unbroken to the dark horizon.
