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wir waren nicht viele
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
plötzlich aus den dunklen und belaubten Weisen heraus
Musik I hörte mit Ihnen war mehr als Musik
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
zu einigem die fetten Götter
wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
Gott

 



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