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lost love poem

ein süß ernster Gedanke
desolate und einsam
das kleine mitfühlende, getragen, Lachengesichter
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach
jenseits schauen
ich bete nicht für Frieden
königliches Fest war erfolgt
meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naß sind

 



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