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suicide poem

unter den Bergen wandered ich
es gibt kein Entweichen durch den Fluß
wer den Regen liebt
Tochter, thoukunst kommen zu sterben
burly, DösenHumblebiene
ein mit Ihnen
ich sah mit geöffneten Augen
wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt
sie hat einen freien Raum, Wind-geschütztes loveliness

 



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