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dieses ist das Schiff der Perle
ich habe eine Furcht in meinem Leben gehabt
für dann außen
das kleine mitfühlende, getragen, Lachengesichter
melancholische Tage sind gekommen
Glasbläser der Zeit
alle innen und alle ohne mich
eins nach dem anderen wie verläßt von einem Baum
seien Sie in mir als die ewigen Stimmungen
ich sterbe

 



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