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gestiegen von den Toten
rückwärts drehen Sie sich rückwärts
folglich kann ich nicht
erneuern Sie den Anblick der Freude
das endlose, dumme merriment der Sterne
auf und an
unnachgiebige Vergangenheit des thou
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
ein Himmel, der nie Sonne, Mond oder Sterne gekannt hat
truely
die Dichter sagen
fette schwarze Dollars in einem Wein-Faßraum
die kleinen weißen Gebete

 



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