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allein
ich fülle diese Schale
meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daß jede Nacht
Sturm
unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
Geräusche, die sich bemühen heftig zu zerreißen
gegangen vor uns
der Himmel
kein Opfer sind ich der schlechten Gedanken

 



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