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grandmother poem

ich ging auf und ab die Straßen
als ich war, lief London ein
desolate und einsam
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
ich bin der Wind, der wavers
ich liebe die alten melodious Lagen
ich singe Ihnen
die hypocritic Tage

 



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