Leaving Germany Poem by Peter Russell

Leaving Germany

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I shall not be here much longer.
Is it a sort of death
Makes me indifferent to things long familiar,
To wishes and needs that used to be so much stronger,
As I draw my last breath
And the month bleeds away as though dying of haemophilia?

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