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als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten
nie in meinem ganzem Leben
für diese weißen Arme über meinen Ansatz
Schriftsatz auf einer Fliegennacht
Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
ich halte Ihr Herz

 



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