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father poem

wenig Gatter wurde schließlich erreicht
haben wir keine Schande?
stern kalter Mann
in können Sie
ich habe eine Furcht in meinem Leben gehabt
meine ganze Liebe für meinen Bonbon
erklären Sie mir
an der Dämmerung sagte er
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
wenn ich sehr sicher war
meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daß jede Nacht
was wir jetzt tut
eine Meile nach

 



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