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ich sah mit geöffneten Augen
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
die Wiese kroch
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
ich rüttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
erklären Sie mir
lassen Sie mich traurig sein
weich als das Bett in der Masse

 



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