I am So Tired Sick, calm, full of light, Bright and pale at night, Now I can see you right Rich as the sun's gold Shines not like water. We speak in the cold— Snow on the stone well. Sleep, dear old white Death! Grant Thou the long sleep, Sit fast, young and dead! Which I could not keep. Swift I softly smile, Clear upon my lips, Return for my soul, Bring no one to me.  

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I am So Tired
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