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wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
lassen Sie das reizende Wortunsaid
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
auf und an
dieses ist das Arsenal
hatten er und i aber getroffen
das endlose, dumme merriment der Sterne
für dann außen
dieses ist der Song von Jugend
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
wir waren nicht viele

 



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