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ich stand
könnten wir aber zu wissen
meine sorge, wenn sie hier mit mir ist
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
erinnern sich Sie
gegangen vor uns

 



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