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könnten wir aber zu wissen
ich bilde meinen Abschirmrahmen, aber niemand weiß
ich ging auf und ab die Straßen
und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
von Fußboden zu Decke
war sie nicht für diesen einzigartigen Geruch
gerade jetzt
weich weinend
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach
desolate und einsam

 



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