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halloween poem

gegangen die drei, jene seltenen Schwestern
zu, was eine Frau sie geliebt vergleicht
wenig Gatter wurde schließlich erreicht
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
noch dreizehn Jahre
ich bildete ein Versprechen einmal, eins nur
ich sterbe

 



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