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ich bin alt und blind
ich liebe mein Leben, aber nicht zu gut
sie kennt eine preiswerte Freigabe
wenn Nacht entlang den StraĂźen der Stadt treibt
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
unter meinem Fenster in einer StadtstraĂźe
Gott
noch schaukelt ihr Grau Aufsatz ĂĽber das Meer
der Körper kann begrenzen

 



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