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in das leise Land
in seinem vorsichtigen Zelt
die Luft ist wie ein Schmetterling
und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
ich sah die Wolken unter den HĂĽgeln
allein
oben auslösen, unten fallend
ein Vogel sang
Stadt, die nicht eine Stadt ist
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
was ich Ihnen verdanken

 



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