“Half Of Happy”

Today I was with them, a few of thousands in a human herd
I asked if they are happy,
they responded that they are;
I asked myself
why I am not then, or was I ever
or did I make them happy for they used me,
der einsame Hirte
who did not himself;
Some had smiles, others tears,
who they belonged to
where you wandered,
and whether all of them had heard the latent sense
in what it was about from that beginning to this end.



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