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sad death poem

ein Leben auf der Ozeanwelle
ich sah die archangels in meinem Apfel-Baum gestern Abend
was wir jetzt tut
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
es gibt drei Möglichkeiten, in denen Männer nehmen
entlang den Bänken
schwach-weak-winged Song
was ich Ihnen verdanken
wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt

 



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