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I am too alone in the world, and not alone enough
   to make every moment holy.
I am too tiny in this world, and not tiny enough
   just to lie before you like a thing,
shrewd and secretive.
I want my own will, and I want simply to be with
   my will,
as it goes toward action,
and in the silent, sometimes hardly moving times
when something is coming near,
I want to be with those who know secret things
or else alone.

–Rainer Maria Rilke (Translated by Robert Bly)