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romantic love poem

unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
sie kennt eine preiswerte Freigabe
sie sprengte fierce Wein
und mit dem Summenvogel
vor langer Zeit im jungen Moonlight
ich denke sie gerades herrliches
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
neben einem geschlagenen Feld

 



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