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weich als das Bett in der Masse
hoch-getragenes Rennen
O angemessen und stately Mädchen, dessen Augen
wie wie die Sterne dieses Weiß ist, namenlose Gesichter
haben wir keine Schande?
hatten er und i aber getroffen
ich sah die Wolken unter den Hügeln
ich rüttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
hohe Wände und sehr groß

 



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