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a song in the forgotten language - Volapük:

New laws,

New covenants,

New boundaries,

New secrets.

Joyfully and cheerfully,

We walk to our graves,

Along crooked roads—

Dead, unhappy.

It used to be better,

It used to be sweeter,

It used to be more,

It used to be earlier.

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Gothic inscription in Volapük: to live and to die

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Sharing my nature with you, December 18

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Volapük is a musical and rather gothic-looking language created by the noble Catholic priest Schleyer in the 19th century.