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love poem

ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden
melancholische Tage sind gekommen
der Himmel
ich brenne keinen Duft
durch das Ufer durch das Meer
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
süß und stark
für diese weißen Arme über meinen Ansatz
die Sonne ist oben
süsses splendor

 



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