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love poem

ist häufig er nicht so?
wenn ihr Haar wild flaying
im Hafen neuen Yorks
neben es gab nie einen Ton das Holz aber eins
umsponnen und gesponnen
ich sah, daß Sie und shivering auf den Steinen hunched
wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich
ich denke sie gerades herrliches

 



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