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wickeln Sie die Masse im bewölkten Wetter auf
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
durch die rude Brücke
was wir jetzt tut
zweifellos erinnere mich ich noch
ich starrte den prachtvollen Himmel an
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
die Luft ist wie ein Schmetterling
plötzlich aus den dunklen und belaubten Weisen heraus
ich bin alt und blind

 



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