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sorry poem

holen Sie mir weichen Song
geben Sie mich
ich liebe, eine Weile weg zu stehlen
Sie sagen, daß Sie mich lieben
aus mir heraus unwürdig und unbekannt
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
ich kann nicht Ihnen jetzt erklären
die langen resounding Marmorflure
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes

 



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