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(Sterbliche) Differences

To make a list does not

(Zwei Füße fühlen kein Grund,)

require me to engage in

(während ich den Tier,)

an act of verbing so necessitated

(den im Tiefen warten,)

by the human mind

(weil es gibt kein Land)

because this mind is

(unter mich zu)

the mortal expression

(stehen auf.)

of our differences.

(Ich schwebe immer.)

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