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[Murnau]
Our battle, our struggle
is to create art.
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Our weapon is
the moving picture.
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Because we have
the moving picture,
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our paintings
will grow and recede.
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Our poetry will be shadows
that lengthen and conceal.
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Our light will play
across living faces...
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that laugh and agonize.
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And our music will linger
and finally overwhelm...
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because it will have
a context...
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as certain as the grave.
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We are scientists engaged
in the creation of memory.
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But our memory
will neither blur,
nor fade.
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What is this ?
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It looks like blood.
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[Horn Honking]
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Good evening.
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Herr Doctor,