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suicide poem

lassen Sie das reizende Wortunsaid
lassen Sie uns unsere niedrigeren Neigungen ausdrücken
wenn die Stunden des Tages numeriert werden
war sie nicht für diesen einzigartigen Geruch
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
die Schiffe liegen in der Bucht
die alten Songs
vor drei Jahren heute
hohe Wände und sehr groß
er war ein hohes junges oysterman
wenn ein Brief für Freiheit erfolgt ist
Glück

 



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