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Kurzschluß und süsses und wir sind zum Ende von ihm gekommen
Glasbläser der Zeit
jenseits schauen
in einem alten Raum beleuchtete weich
obwohl ich wenig als alle kleinen Sachen bin
in den Hallen des Schlafes wandered Sie vorbei
er war ein hohes junges oysterman

 



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