the call of nature gives us among other often shame plus a one hears in comparison who shall soon the last grass what one to indeed always knows Die
Notdurft
with black tooth out of the country fall If one dreams of the promised Land with skyscrapers its own fear the self finally can disappear in all Mit
schwarzen
the Angel changing in time whisper us no fire in our souls they dance full bellied tattooed masked in half loincloth gold dust at loggerheads shame covers dance half naked on the village Square her demeanor Die
Engel
The string of beads are they good are they different the thoughts in words collected proceed as a sand track the soul their treasury never lost Die
Perlenschnur
the Nature brings list all of excelled itself the science insatiable dares a flower a screw in to set to a 's innate poisonous insect a full end to make Die
Natur