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death poem

sie fragen mich, wo ich gewesen bin
er warfen einen Stein, Sie warfen einen Stein
die Luft ist wie ein Schmetterling
in ihren zackigen regimentals
neben einem geschlagenen Feld
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
hoch-getragenes Rennen
bis zu ihrem Raumfenster
traurige Rolle der gedämpften Trommel hat Schlag
nehmen Sie meine Bracelets

 



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