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sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
Kurzschluß und süsses und wir sind zum Ende von ihm gekommen
ich liege am Tabellenberg
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt
wenn der Schleier von den Augen angehoben wird
sehen Sie das vorläufige

 



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