group discussion
topic:
G. Benn
Man — on earth alone,
the world unmasked again,
the heros, the herds are gone:
endless Trojan plain —
always those clouds of fire,
always the flames of night
around you, dark and dire,
guarding the last light,
no more gods, no pleading,
no lap for rest — your fate
is silence, enduring,
suffer and be great.
Gottfried Benn
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