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funeral poem

wenn der Wind gegen uns in der Dunkelheit arbeitet
jetzt, während meine Lippen leben
ein dünner grauer Schatten auf dem Rand des Gedankens
haben Sie gesehenes Gehen durch das Dorf
in der LageSEIN, jede Seite jeder Frage zu sehen
als weiße Kerze
meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naß sind
so gefallen
traurig sprechend
wenn ihr Haar wild flaying

 



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