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ein Nebel fuhr unten
über dem Fluß winken sie zu mir zu
Frau vermißte viel, wie Sie zu mir benennen, Anruf zu mir
möglicherweise
ich bildete ein Versprechen einmal, eins nur
sie limps mit dem Anhalten des schmerzlichen Schrittes
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
haben wir keine Schande?

 



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