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ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
und breakethbrot nicht mehr
ich sah die Wolken unter den Hügeln
diese alte silberne Schüssel von meinen
der Körper kann begrenzen
grünes Nachmittagsserene und hell

 



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