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sie fragen mich, wo ich gewesen bin
unter einem ausgebreiteten Kastaniebaum
ein Nebel fuhr unten
allein
ich bin in das Ă–dland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
in seinem vorsichtigen Zelt
rĂĽhren Sie sich
wickeln Sie die Masse im bewölkten Wetter auf
ein Dichter, nachdem den Zaum seine Zunge entfernt habend

 



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