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grandma poem

ich stand
machen Sie sich nicht Sorgen, daĂź er rĂĽber sein
unter dem Erntemond
diese alte silberne SchĂĽssel von meinen
um Mitternacht
schauen Sie heraus nach den Sternen, meine Liebe
ich habe den Silence der Sterne und des Meeres gekannt

 



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