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wenn die Stunden des Tages numeriert werden
unten gekommen an der Dämmerung von den windless Hügeln
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
auf und ab geht ihn
schön
melancholische Tage sind gekommen
ich liebe meine Stunde des Winds und des Lichtes
warum die Sachen sind, die keinen Tod haben
kein Opfer sind ich der schlechten Gedanken
Sie sind mein Begleiter

 



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