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meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld
er war ein hohes junges oysterman
und mit dem Summenvogel
ein Leben auf der Ozeanwelle
was es die gesagten Maschinen war
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
die Schwärzung stiehlt die Formen aller Königinnen
entlang einem River-side
seien Sie nicht mit mir verärgert
als ich in Ihre Augen schaute


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