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grandma poem

ich bot sie aller Abschied
ich weiĂź, was Sie sagen werden
ich loathed Sie
der Regen sein rĂĽber und die leuchtende Luft
allein
Überschreiten durch die huddled und häßlichen Wände
ich liebe die alten melodious Lagen
dunkelstes, merkwĂĽrdigstes Geheimnis
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
gute Frau
mit dem Sonnenuntergang
welches ich erwähnen möchte
einfach sprechend
herrlich und schrecklich Ihre Liebe

 



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