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baby poem

wenn ihr Haar wild flaying
als ich am Sonnenuntergang zurückkam
sind Sie wach?
wenig Gatter wurde schließlich erreicht
aber ich kann nicht Sie jetzt lesen
gegangen die drei, jene seltenen Schwestern
gestiegen von den Toten
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
ich singe Ihnen
nie in meinem ganzem Leben
ich bin in der Liebe mit hohen far-seeing Plätzen
babylon -- wo ich gehe zu träumen


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