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geben Sie mich
war sie nicht für diesen einzigartigen Geruch
Standplatz hier durch meine Seite
ich bilde meinen Abschirmrahmen, aber niemand weiß
schöne, tragical Gesichter
wir, die standen
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
ich fülle diese Schale
schreckliche Wahrheiten diese sind
Nacht war schwarz und drear
sie muß zurück gehen, sagte sie
Farbtöne der Nacht fielen schnell

 



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