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pumpkin poem

aber alas, gerade Träume
nehmen Sie meine Bracelets
sie war eine Schönheit an den Tagen
möglicherweise ist es gleichgültig, das Sie starben
wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt
voll von den Rissen
möglicherweise
ich liebe, eine Weile weg zu stehlen
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben
ich wundere mich, wo Sie leben
jetzt, während meine Lippen leben
ich gehe hinunter die Gartenwege

 



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