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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Self-Deceit
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My neighbour`s curtain, well I see,

Is moving to and fin.
No doubt she`s list`ning eagerly,

If I`m at home or no.

And if the jealous grudge I bore

And openly confess`d,
Is nourish`d by me as before,

Within my inmost breast.

Alas! no fancies such as these

E`er cross`d the dear child`s thoughts.
I see `tis but the ev`ning breeze

That with the curtain sports.
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