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sad love poem

Material des Mondes
ich bete nicht für Frieden
meine zutreffende Liebe von ihrem Kissen stieg
Sitzen in seinem Schalthebel, der Ihren Tee wartet
diese Herzen wurden von den menschlichen Freuden und Obacht gesponnen
dieser merkwürdige Begleiter kam auf shuffling Füße
seien Sie, Leben geduldig, wenn Liebe am Gatter ist
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
ich bin fevered
süsses splendor
jenseits schauen


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