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Ruhe als die zweiter Sommer
und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
die Berge sind sie leise Völker
unter den Bergen wandered ich
vor dem ernsten Bronzeheiligen
die Schwärzung rollt aufwärts
lassen Sie hören
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
Sturm
ich verachte meine Freunde mehr als Sie
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich

 



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