A large dark red rose bush shaped like a beautiful girl with striking blue eyes, a garden in Florence, a dream in theirs rays of dawn.

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Und also sprach Zarathustra zum Volke:
Es ist an der Zeit, da﷿ der Mensch sich sein Ziel stecke. Es ist an der Zeit, da﷿ der Mensch den Keim seiner höchsten Hoffnung pflanze.
Noch ist sein Boden dazu reich genug. Aber dieser Boden wird einst arm und zahm sein, und kein hoher Baum wird mehr aus ihm wachsen können.[
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Wehe! Es kommt die Zeit, wo der Mensch keinen Stern mehr gebären wird. Wehe! Es kommt die Zeit des verächtlichsten Menschen, der sich selber nicht mehr verachten kann.
Seht! Ich zeige euch den letzten Menschen.
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