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warum die Sachen sind, die keinen Tod haben
zu einigem die fetten Götter
ich sah die erste Birne
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
die auf das Oberseite sagen, daß sie Sie, Masse kennen -- sie sind Lügner
die Berge sind sie leise Völker
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
lassen Sie einen Freudenunterhalt Sie
in Ihrem Flug
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
und mein Name ist truthful
ich mag es

 



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