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wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
unten gekommen an der Dämmerung von den windless Hügeln
es war der Herbst des Jahres
als ich in Ihre Augen schaute
wenn der rote Slayer denken, slays er
gegen die grüne Flamme des Weißdorn-Baums
den brennenden Gedanken kleiden
ich sah die Wolken unter den Hügeln


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