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suicide poem

die Schwärzung rollt aufwärts
auf und ab geht ihn
mein Sohn ist tot und ich bin gehender Vorhang
da ich der Richtung des Todes geglaubt habe
wie wie die Sterne dieses Weiß ist, namenlose Gesichter
Blüten der Babys

 



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