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sad death poem

nehmen Sie meine Bracelets
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
sehen Sie, daß ich Ihnen mich gebe
Musik I hörte mit Ihnen war mehr als Musik
ich stehe im kalten grauen Wetter
ich liebte eine Frau
gerade jetzt
mit Lippenblut Rot und Herz des Steins
der Regen sein rüber und die leuchtende Luft

 



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