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in die Dunkelheit und Frieden meinem abschließenden Betts
die Berge sind sie leise Völker
für dann außen
dort durch das Fenster im alten Haus
irgendwo las ich eine merkwürdige, alte, rostige Geschichte
sind sie traurig, die nicht Liebe kennen
ich brenne keinen Duft
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
als weiße Kerze
hoch-getragenes Rennen

 



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