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der Blitz blitzte und hob an
gegangen vor uns
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
unten gekommen an der Dämmerung von den windless Hügeln
von Fußboden zu Decke
warum
könnten wir aber zu wissen
ich gehe hinunter die Gartenwege
ich habe die stolzesten Sterne gesehen
es gibt Gewinne für alle unsere Verluste


 



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