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die Dämmerung war apfelgrün
wir, die standen
als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten
gegangen die drei, jene seltenen Schwestern
wenig Park, den ich durch führe
eine Meile nach
meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naß sind
schöne, tragical Gesichter
die Lattentagesdrowses auf dem westlichen durchtränken
Sie sind frei
Farbtöne der Nacht fielen schnell

 



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