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marriage poem

war sie nicht für diesen einzigartigen Geruch
gerade jetzt
die Berge sind sie leise Völker
Sie sagen, daß Sie mich lieben
sie konnte ihn im früheren Frühling gekannt haben
Töchter der Zeit
ich bot sie aller Abschied
ich sah mit geöffneten Augen

 



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