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ich bete nicht für Frieden
geschaukelt in die Aufnahmevorrichtung vom tiefen
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
möglicherweise ist es gleichgültig, das Sie starben
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
die hypocritic Tage
Sie sind mein Begleiter
in den Wolke-grauen Morgen
was es die gesagten Maschinen war

 



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