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sad death poem

sie kennt eine preiswerte Freigabe
einige windigere Tage
eine Meile nach
der Körper kann begrenzen
ich brenne keinen Duft
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
die Schatten der Schiffe
wenn Sie heute abend kommen
ich bin vom Sein bitter und träge vom Sein klug träge
die hypocritic Tage
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
ĂĽber dem FluĂź winken sie zu mir zu
die Qual des Habens zu vieler Energie

 



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