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ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
burly, DösenHumblebiene
seien Sie, Leben geduldig, wenn Liebe am Gatter ist
in ihren zackigen regimentals
der Regen sein rüber und die leuchtende Luft
ich brenne keinen Duft
diese alte silberne Schüssel von meinen
wie er wer Geist in der Flamme des Mittages
warum so traurig mein reizendes?

 



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