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ich liege am Tabellenberg
wie das Glätten fällt
aus dem tiefen heraus und die Dunkelheit
Einfachheit
alle jene Schätze, die liegen
alter Wein zum Trinken
vor tausend leisen Jahren
mein Sohn ist tot und ich bin gehender Vorhang
mit den meek, braunen Augen
mit dem Sonnenuntergang

 



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