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als ich ein Junge an der Hochschule war
einmal dieser weiche Rasen
sie sagte
ich fülle diese Schale
tat Sie hören überhaupt
und mit dem Summenvogel
mit dem Sonnenuntergang
aus dem funkelnden Meer heraus
wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich
diese Herzen wurden von den menschlichen Freuden und Obacht gesponnen
warum die Sachen sind, die keinen Tod haben

 



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