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marriage poem

ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
zu, was eine Frau sie geliebt vergleicht
und breakethbrot nicht mehr
Kurzschluß und süsses und wir sind zum Ende von ihm gekommen
gestiegen von den Toten
allein
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand

 



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