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ein dünner grauer Schatten auf dem Rand des Gedankens
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
grünes Nachmittagsserene und hell
wenn ich gekonnt hatte, Enge ein Gefängnis Liebe ist
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
sehen Sie, sie zurückgehen

 



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