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break up poem

meine sorge, wenn sie hier mit mir ist
gestiegen von den Toten
die Sterne fielen vom Himmel
Bruder, bin ich Feuer
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
ein mit Ihnen
ich bete nicht fĂĽr Frieden
machen Sie sich nicht um das unsichtbare Sorgen
und breakethbrot nicht mehr
geschaukelt in die Aufnahmevorrichtung vom tiefen
erinnern sich Sie

 



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