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'Like a white stone in a well's depths,'

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Like a White Stone in a Well's Depths (1916) compares a single indelible memory to a white stone at the bottom of a well — visible, unreachable, and impossible to discard. "To keep suffering's wonder alive, / In memory, you changed into me."

Like a white stone in a well's depths,
A single memory remains to me,
That I can't, won't fight against:
It's happiness – and misery.

Ithink someone who gazed full
In my eyes, would see it straight.
They'd be sad, be thoughtful,
As if hearing a mournful tale.

I know the gods changed people
To things, yet left consciousness free.
To keep suffering's wonder alive,
In memory, you changed into me.

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