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sad love poem

ich sah die erste Birne
er kam mich durch die Hand nehmen
und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
ein Dichter, nachdem den Zaum seine Zunge entfernt habend
als ich am Sonnenuntergang zurückkam
unter den Bergen wandered ich


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