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death poem

meine zutreffende Liebe von ihrem Kissen stieg
ruhig mit reverance, im Awe
wie Adler auf hoher Höhe
wie das Glätten fällt
ich stehe im kalten grauen Wetter
Sturm
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
es gab eine Zeit in den ehemaligen Jahren
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
Töchter der Zeit
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag

 



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