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gothic poetry

Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
welches ich erwähnen möchte
für dann außen
ich habe eine Furcht in meinem Leben gehabt
jenseits schauen
ich sterbe
ich bin vom Sein bitter und träge vom Sein klug träge
tat Sie sehen überhaupt ein Krokodil
der Himmel
Sie sind frei
in den Wolke-grauen Morgen
bewiesen im Schimmer in Ihren Augen
ich bin fevered


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