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life poem

sehen Sie, daß ich Ihnen mich gebe
zu einigem die fetten Götter
zwischen den musing Sonnenuntergang und die Dunkelheit
ich wundere mich, wo Sie leben
ich bete nicht für Frieden
kein Opfer sind ich der schlechten Gedanken
zum leidenschaftlichen Geliebten
folglich kann ich nicht
wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
Bewegung Ihres Körpers ist wie Musik
hohe Wände und sehr groß
aber alas, gerade Träume


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