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melancholische Tage sind gekommen
ich muß sagen gute Nacht
weich weinend
schwach-weak-winged Song
sind Sie lebendig?
ich sah, daß Sie und shivering auf den Steinen hunched
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
tun Sie die Jungen und Mädchen gehen noch
eine Meile nach
ich bete nicht für Frieden
alle werfen die Jahre nieder
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag

 



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