For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine. — Friedrich Hölderlin
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For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine.

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