Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief. — Franz Schubert
Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief. — Franz Schubert
Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief. — Franz Schubert
Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief. — Franz Schubert
Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief. — Franz Schubert
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Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

— Franz Schubert
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