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zu, was eine Frau sie geliebt vergleicht
wenn ich zurück zu Masse gehe
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
dunkel-eyed
die Wiese kroch
die Schwärzung stiehlt die Formen aller Königinnen
ich mag es
die Luft ist wie ein Schmetterling
der Regen sein rüber und die leuchtende Luft
ich bete nicht für Frieden
süsses splendor

 



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