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ich hatte einen Traum und ich wachte mit ihm auf
tat Sie sehen überhaupt ein Krokodil
wer den Regen liebt
die Sterne fielen vom Himmel
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
das Emporheben, als der Wind brannte durch
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
ich bin vom Sein bitter und träge vom Sein klug träge
ich sah die erste Birne
lassen Sie nicht hören
Bruder, bin ich Feuer

 



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