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death poem

ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
ich habe eine Furcht in meinem Leben gehabt
sie kennt eine preiswerte Freigabe
alle werfen die Jahre nieder
in den mournful Zahlen
alter Wein zum Trinken
bleiben Sie nicht mehr


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