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fall poem

Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
machen Sie sich nicht Sorgen, daß er rüber sein
zum leidenschaftlichen Geliebten
ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
bleiben Sie nicht mehr
ich stand
die alten Songs
Töchter der Zeit

 



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