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sorry poem

im Bereich
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
warum die Sachen sind, die keinen Tod haben
O angemessen und stately Mädchen, dessen Augen
ich sehe einen Stern heute abend
wir waren nicht viele
vor drei Jahren heute
sehen Sie, von dieser Fälschung von ihm
ich sah, daĂź Sie und shivering auf den Steinen hunched

 



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