flee, run away, go away ...
go away, finally free ...
go and escape.
Up mountains, on and on,
following paths or climbing rocks, and more on
up to the snow,
to the peaks, to the heights ...
Without stopping, without saying a word,
only to escape, run away, far away ...
Or down to the sea, swimming among the waves, the waves
challenge to the horizon ...
or on a ship, set the course, or browsing
following a star in sight,
braving storms, hurricanes and shipwrecks ...
flee, run away, go away ... Among
green plains flat and infinite, between
hot deserts and permafrost,
Among green pastures, among hills and streams ...
But there everywhere, in every path,
demand remains constant,
leaves no peace, it is excruciating:
flee, run away, go away ...
Already, far away, but far from what?
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