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alle jene Schätze, die liegen
und breakethbrot nicht mehr
zum leidenschaftlichen Geliebten
truely
meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naß sind
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
weich jetzt das Licht des Tages
Geräusche, die sich bemühen heftig zu zerreißen
rühren Sie sich
während ich das Hören stand, diskret dumb

 



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