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sad love poem

Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
ich sah die erste Birne
Töchter der Zeit
und noch gingen sie an
Glück
könnten wir aber zu wissen
ich rüttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
zweifellos erinnere mich ich noch

 



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