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diese Herzen wurden von den menschlichen Freuden und Obacht gesponnen
ich sah, daß Sie und shivering auf den Steinen hunched
wir legen
Farbtöne der Nacht fielen schnell
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
alle jene Schätze, die liegen
die einzelne zusammengeprgessene angehobene Faust und bereiten vor
sehen Sie, daß ich Ihnen mich gebe
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages

 



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