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ich erwarte Sie
für Wahrheit für Liebe
aber alas, gerade Träume
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
weich weinend
ich halte Ihr Herz
schreckliche Wahrheiten diese sind
ein Nebel fuhr unten
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse

 



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