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grünes Nachmittagsserene und hell
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
eine Meile nach
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
Sie sind mein Begleiter
herauf von die Wiesen reich mit Mais
wir, die standen
seien Sie nicht mit mir verärgert
warum
ich habe sie in der Nacht gehört
meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld

 



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