One Star
The Third Sex Issue 2, article 5 (September 1930)
- Roll in, your hurried clouds
- Spread them out in eternal distance
- But you cannot chase me
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The one — single star.
- Because I know me, my soul
- Hurts and fills with darkest Night
- O, grant me the star’s light,
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It is my laugh of relief.
- You find on our paths
- Such deep sadness and hurt
- But you will never behold
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Such an anxious, quaking heart.
- — Roll in, your hurried clouds,
- Spread them out in eternal distance,
- But you cannot chase me
- The one — single star. — —.