Ein Falter in solchen Farben Spukt um Brasiliens Flammen. Natur mit ihrem Können Würd' unser Müh'n verdammen. Manchmal, so glaub' ich, Natur hat Gefallen, wie Mädchen, an Zierrat. (nach Emily Dickinson: A moth the hue of this)
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