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meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daß jede Nacht
alle werfen die Jahre nieder
war sie nicht für diesen einzigartigen Geruch
grünes Nachmittagsserene und hell
herauf von den Süden am Bruch des Tages
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
und noch gingen sie an
alle innen und alle ohne mich

 



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