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jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
schöne, tragical Gesichter
Sie sind mein Begleiter
als es
die einzelne zusammengeprgessene angehobene Faust und bereiten vor
und noch gingen sie an
ich bin fevered
ich liebe meine Stunde des Winds und des Lichtes
für war mich ein gaunt, ernstes Ratsmitglied

 



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