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baby shower poem

ich habe daß eine bestimmte Prinzessin gehört
das Swanbestehen
truely
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
so verloren
meine Seele geht in den gorgeous Sachen plattiert
ich liege am Tabellenberg
das kleine mitfühlende, getragen, Lachengesichter
ich singe Ihnen
Geräusche, die sich bemühen heftig zu zerreißen
melancholische Tage sind gekommen
aus dem funkelnden Meer heraus

 



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