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broken heart poem

entlang den Bänken
und mein Name ist truthful
stieg und Bernstein war der Sonnenuntergang auf dem Fluß
behold ich, in meinem chiffon, in Gaze und in Filterstreifen
hohe Wände und sehr groß
glänzt das letzte Alter, das folgende mit Hoffnung wird gesehen
der Duft kam
es war der Herbst des Jahres
sehen Sie, von dieser Fälschung von ihm
nicht von der breiten Welt des Ganzen

 



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