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The Young Girl and The Death
The Death
Give me your hand, sweet and beautiful creature !
I am your friend, you have nothing to fear.
Let yourself go ! Don't be afraid...
Come gently to sleep in my arms !
The Young Girl
Go away! Ah ! go away !
Disappear, odious skeleton!
I am still young, go away!
And don't touch me.
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