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ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
die Schwärzung stiehlt die Formen aller Königinnen
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
geben Sie mir Hunger
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
in die Dunkelheit und Frieden meinem abschließenden Betts
aller Tag zum Aufpassen der blauen Welle sich zu kräuseln und zu brechen

 



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