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ich stehe im kalten grauen Wetter
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
das traurigste des Jahres
der Duft kam
ich bete nicht für Frieden
schöne, tragical Gesichter
alle innen und alle ohne mich
ich sagte
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach

 



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