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dunkelstes, merkwürdigstes Geheimnis
zu, was eine Frau sie geliebt vergleicht
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
auf und ab geht ihn
mit den meek, braunen Augen
warum dann, Muß wir? sieht
neben es gab nie einen Ton das Holz aber eins
für dann außen
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen

 



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