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2003/25_Farwell, butterfly
Meiner Nichte gewidmet Unter der künstlichen Himmelskuppel läufst du, along the way, always slightly downhill, To the lowest point of the rock rock, Where ...
Three-lake tour (unfinished version)
The barge is silent on the fat, green water. Sluggish waves roll on the bank, Where trees bow over the silt. Between winding tufts, in d ...
Room without me
Zimmer,from which I went. How Lorca. To see the eye lovers, went,So far to the sea. The light sprouted a bright one shaky subjects, put four ...