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ich sagte
unter einem ausgebreiteten Kastaniebaum
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
fällt hier kein Licht
truely
Nacht ist dunkel und die Winterwinde
warum so traurig mein reizendes?
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
vor er war viele und viel einem Jahr
als weiße Kerze

 



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