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funeral poem

gibt es jedes dort
ich stehe im kalten grauen Wetter
ich sah mit geöffneten Augen
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
um so bald zu diesem zu kommen stellte sich Dunkelheit vor
von Fußboden zu Decke
ich habe die stolzesten Sterne gesehen
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
wer den Regen liebt

 



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