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Bonbon mit Farn und stieg
ich brenne keinen Duft
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
als ich war, lief London ein
mit den meek, braunen Augen
es gab ein strangeness auf Ihren Lippen
aus dem Fenster heraus ein Meer der grünen Bäume
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes

 



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