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grandmother poem

für war mich ein gaunt, ernstes Ratsmitglied
als es
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
ich verachte meine Freunde mehr als Sie
schön
in allen Sachen gesprochen nicht von
so verloren
gute Frau
ein dünner grauer Schatten auf dem Rand des Gedankens
er würde sogar seinen Witz haben
sind sie traurig, die nicht Liebe kennen

 



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