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meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld
ich sah die erste Birne
das Emporheben, als der Wind brannte durch
die auf das Oberseite sagen, daĂź sie Sie, Masse kennen -- sie sind LĂĽgner
ich habe die stolzesten Sterne gesehen
hohe Wände und sehr groß

 



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