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Tochter, thoukunst kommen zu sterben
schön
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
aus dem tiefen heraus und die Dunkelheit
hoch-getragenes Rennen
ich gehe meine Weise complacently
er spricht nicht gut
das Emporheben, als der Wind brannte durch

 



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