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im Bereich
ein Nebel fuhr unten
ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden
denken Sie, mein Junge, wenn ich meine Arme um Sie setze
ihr Gesicht ist angemessen und glatt und fein
grünes Nachmittagsserene und hell
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes

 



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