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schauen Sie zurück mit longing Augen und wissen Sie, daß ich folge
und wie Sie Traum der Sitzung konnten
welches hält
Blüten der Babys
ich liebe meine Stunde des Winds und des Lichtes
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
in den Wolke-grauen Morgen
sie war eine Schönheit an den Tagen
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes

 



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