I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
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I want to unfold.I don’t want to be folded anywhere,because where I am folded,there I am a lie.

— Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
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