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short love poem

fällt hier kein Licht
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
ich halte Ihr Herz
Moonlight tief und zart
ich bete nicht für Frieden
irgendwo las ich eine merkwürdige, alte, rostige Geschichte
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach
für dann außen
ich bin fevered
wenn die Stunden des Tages numeriert werden
die Qual des Habens zu vieler Energie

 



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