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Poem about Prometheus
the fire is for You a beloved magic
which You are easy able to give to the people like gold
the love of the people is an overjoyed day-dreaming
dear Titan You like the people against Zeus deeply
the human-being made from tears and clay is admiring You
the eternal dreamer and the cloudy rider so delicately
thanks to humane skills – we know them anyway
with Apollon You go on a j...
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