.Wir wachten eines Morgens auf, I'm Bett das Herbstlaub, rau und kalt
An glasberaubte Fensterbögen hatte Efeu sich gekrallt
Zerbroch'nes Glas, verschlaf'ner Blick, das immer so zerzauste Haar>
Ich sah dich an und fragte mich, weshalb es nicht wie früher war>
Der Weg zum bade hars.
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