39 Hügelland Die Wälder fließen dunkel in das Land am Arm der Straßen hängen junge Birken. Die Felder beten brünstig in die Mahd, fern grauen Wolken Dämmern himmelab. Ein Berg blaut tief dem Fern entgegen.
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