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wenn die Stunden des Tages numeriert werden
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
ich ging auf und ab die Straßen
neben es gab nie einen Ton das Holz aber eins
noch dreizehn Jahre
ich sah ihn einmal vorher

 



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