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grandmother poem

lieben Sie mich schließlich oder, wenn Sie nicht werden
sie konnte ihn im früheren Frühling gekannt haben
ängstlich nicht mehr, sage ich
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
seien Sie nicht falsch
pharaoh, König von Land Ägyptens
warum dann, Muß wir? sieht
meine Seele geht in den gorgeous Sachen plattiert

 



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