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über ihnen alle, unten schauend
gaily durch die Felder tanzten wir
lassen Sie hören
möglicherweise
durch die rude Brücke
hoch-getragenes Rennen
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
neben es gab nie einen Ton das Holz aber eins
ihr Gesicht ist angemessen und glatt und fein
die Bögen der roten Brücke
sehen Sie, daß ich Ihnen mich gebe
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
was es die gesagten Maschinen war
herauf von die Wiesen reich mit Mais

 



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