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durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
ein süß ernster Gedanke
wir, die standen
um so bald zu diesem zu kommen stellte sich Dunkelheit vor
dieses ist das Arsenal
weich jetzt das Licht des Tages
was ich Ihnen verdanken
Material des Mondes
ich liege am Tabellenberg
ich sah die archangels in meinem Apfel-Baum gestern Abend
ich brenne keinen Duft
ich habe das Rennen gewonnen
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
Melancholie, Blau war sie

 



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