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best friend poem

ich habe die stolzesten Sterne gesehen
ich habe eine Furcht in meinem Leben gehabt
die Dämmerung war apfelgrün
ich bete nicht für Frieden
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
ich wundere manchmal, mich wenn es wirklich zutreffend ist
hören Sie
warum dann, Muß wir? sieht
behold ich, in meinem chiffon, in Gaze und in Filterstreifen
Melancholie, Blau war sie
stieg und Bernstein war der Sonnenuntergang auf dem Fluß

 



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