Far above, high below, there where nobody dares to go *
I saw the wing, a voice, a sting, but nothing before me could be, it seemed . . . so grey *
out at once so climb did I to find that here ground's same as sky *
so to my shade before the sun where once were two now towered one *
the more I walked to some extreme the greater its opposite walked with me *
I drew the sword only to find my grave below was already lined *
not to boast but find did I that all these things were in mine eye *
so to death I smiled, and accepted her cool embrace . . . for she was only me
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