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ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
ein kleiner Pfirsich im Obstgarten wuchs
gestern Abend legte der Vollmond ein Tuch von Weiß
ein Sturm fährt auf den Tide
in den Hallen des Schlafes wandered Sie vorbei
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
einmal dieser weiche Rasen
wir waren nicht viele
wo ich sollen Sie, finden Sie Sie

 



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