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diese sind
Moonlight tief und zart
wie er wer Geist in der Flamme des Mittages
ich denke sie gerades herrliches
sind sie traurig, die nicht Liebe kennen
Tag ist erfolgt
die Sonne ist oben
Sitzen in seinem Schalthebel, der Ihren Tee wartet
gegangen die drei, jene seltenen Schwestern
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
ich brenne keinen Duft
wenn es

 



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