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meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daß jede Nacht
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
verbessern Sie als Granit
wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich
meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld
ich sagte, ich habe geschlossen mein Herz
wer den Wind nennen wird

 



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