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ich verachte meine Freunde mehr als Sie
ich halte Ihr Herz
weich jetzt das Licht des Tages
unten gekommen an der Dämmerung von den windless Hügeln
fette schwarze Dollars in einem Wein-Faßraum
ich bilde meinen Abschirmrahmen, aber niemand weiß
ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden

 



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