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TasteRedness

Quoth

Taste redness, smell gently rocking white winds
Look in the universe
Sun
Yellow glittering stars
See them until you feel at ease and must close the blinking
Brain worlds staring at you
In their caves
Let tremble your passionate fingers
Run your fingertips over the element
You who must search reeling, thirstily
Who sits jumping, lies down running
And lying down dreams while dreaming wakes
Fevers devour hunger, thirst, and malaise
The blood endures

EgonSchiele