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aber ich kann nicht Sie jetzt lesen
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
plötzlich aus den dunklen und belaubten Weisen heraus
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
sie sprengte fierce Wein
nehmen Sie meine Bracelets
ich habe die Welt geworfen
in den Hallen des Schlafes wandered Sie vorbei
ich sah, daß Gott Sie es? bezweifeln
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
als weiße Kerze
die einzelne zusammengeprgessene angehobene Faust und bereiten vor

 



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