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ihr Gesicht ist angemessen und glatt und fein
ich fülle diese Schale
meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daß jede Nacht
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
ich bin eine Frau
Töchter der Zeit
ich bin vom Sein bitter und träge vom Sein klug träge
rühren Sie sich
ich gehe meine Weise complacently
Farbtöne der Nacht fielen schnell
läßt lang das Sommertageslicht glänzen



 



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