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erotic poetry

traurig sprechend
Gedanken durch meinen Kopf
ich sah, daß Sie und shivering auf den Steinen hunched
allein
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
die Qual des Habens zu vieler Energie
ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
sie muß zurück gehen, sagte sie
ihr Gesicht ist angemessen und glatt und fein
behold ich, in meinem chiffon, in Gaze und in Filterstreifen

 



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