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life poem

Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
Freund, dessen Lächeln gekommen ist zu sein
holen Sie mir weichen Song
ich bin alt und blind
herauf von den Süden am Bruch des Tages
sie kennt eine preiswerte Freigabe
gegangen vor uns
weich als das Bett in der Masse
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
warum so traurig mein reizendes?
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben

 



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