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suicide poem

Sie sind frei
das Emporheben, als der Wind brannte durch
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
fette schwarze Dollars in einem Wein-Faßraum
burly, DösenHumblebiene
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
auf und an

 



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