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traurig sprechend
wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld
sehen Sie, daß ich Ihnen mich gebe
die kleinen weißen Gebete
der Blitz blitzte und hob an
ich habe die stolzesten Sterne gesehen
vor er war viele und viel einem Jahr
ich liebe meine Stunde des Winds und des Lichtes
ich stand das geöffnete Flügelfenster bereit
noch dreizehn Jahre

 



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