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unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
durch das Ufer durch das Meer
warum die Sachen sind, die keinen Tod haben
aber ich kann nicht Sie jetzt lesen
in allen Sachen gesprochen nicht von
die Schatten der Schiffe
obwohl Lieberepine und Grundscheuern
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
in der LageSEIN, jede Seite jeder Frage zu sehen
gute Frau
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
hatten er und i aber getroffen

 



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