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sie fragen mich, wo ich gewesen bin
meine sorge, wenn sie hier mit mir ist
er spricht nicht gut
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stĂĽrzen
Tag ist erfolgt
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
ich gehe meine Weise complacently
aus dem funkelnden Meer heraus
durch die rude BrĂĽcke
noch schaukelt ihr Grau Aufsatz ĂĽber das Meer
lassen Sie einen Freudenunterhalt Sie

 



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