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zu einigem die fetten Götter
die Qual des Habens zu vieler Energie
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
drehen Sie mich unten durch die Wiese
unter dem Erntemond
auf und an
sie limps mit dem Anhalten des schmerzlichen Schrittes
wölbte die Flut
der Blitz blitzte und hob an
ich bete nicht für Frieden
obwohl ich wenig als alle kleinen Sachen bin

 



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