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seien Sie in mir als die ewigen Stimmungen
haben Sie gesehenes Gehen durch das Dorf
fette schwarze Dollars in einem Wein-Faßraum
vor drei Jahren heute
hören Sie zum klingenden Meer
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
und breakethbrot nicht mehr
hören Sie
da ich der Richtung des Todes geglaubt habe

 



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