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funeral poem

ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
die alten Songs
tun Sie die Jungen und Mädchen gehen noch
dunkelstes, merkwürdigstes Geheimnis
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
aber alas, gerade Träume
stern kalter Mann
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
ich stand das geöffnete Flügelfenster bereit
in ihren zackigen regimentals
von Fußboden zu Decke

 



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