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grandma poem

ich fülle diese Schale
drehen Sie nicht Ihren Kopf
unsere angenehmen Momente fliegen
wenig Gatter wurde schließlich erreicht
an der Dämmerung sagte er
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen

 



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