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folglich kann ich nicht
umsponnen und gesponnen
fĂĽr dann auĂźen
ich liebe meine Stunde des Winds und des Lichtes
liebe Frau
im Bereich
in einem alten Raum beleuchtete weich
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
nun da ich zu Ihnen abgekĂĽhlt bin
wie wie die Sterne dieses WeiĂź ist, namenlose Gesichter
sie war eine Schönheit an den Tagen

 



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