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sad love poem

wenn Freiheit von ihrer Gebirgshöhe
ich liege am Tabellenberg
ihr Gesicht ist angemessen und glatt und fein
Frau vermißte viel, wie Sie zu mir benennen, Anruf zu mir
Melancholie, Blau war sie
es gab ein strangeness auf Ihren Lippen
ich habe sie in der Nacht gehört

 



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