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wie Adler auf hoher Höhe
ich rüttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
Material des Mondes
ich verachte meine Freunde mehr als Sie
sie konnte ihn im früheren Frühling gekannt haben
den brennenden Gedanken kleiden

 



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