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romantic poem

wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt
das endlose, dumme merriment der Sterne
der Duft kam
ich weiß nicht wo
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
möglicherweise
jetzt, während meine Lippen leben
die Schwärzung
ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden
ich bin eine Frau

 



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