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How did you run up to here,

My green vine?

Between the peak and the field,

Between the earth and the sky,

Like an aerial you quiver.

You wind up your long stem

In search of spacious air,

While your roots are solidly deep

In couch-grass and barking of dogs...

How could you survive just here,

My green vine?

Dry is the soil underneath.

Up there a universe spreads.

In day-time you keep sad and silent -

Bearing not even a single grape...

At night I see you in abundance

Of star clusters.

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