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If my devils are to leave me, I'm afraid my angels will take flight as well.

Rainer Maria Rilke

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Rainer Maria Rilke
Age: 51 †
Born: 1875
Born: December 4
Died: 1926
Died: December 29
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René Karl Wilhelm Johann Josef Maria Rilke
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