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ich bot sie aller Abschied
die kleinen weißen Gebete
lieben Sie mich schließlich oder, wenn Sie nicht werden
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
seien Sie nicht falsch
geheimnisvolle Nacht
Glasbläser der Zeit
herauf von den Süden am Bruch des Tages
zu, was eine Frau sie geliebt vergleicht
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte

 



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