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death poetry

alle jene Schätze, die liegen
behold ich, in meinem chiffon, in Gaze und in Filterstreifen
sehen Sie, sie zurückgehen
der Schnee whispers über mich
wie das Glätten fällt
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
ich brenne keinen Duft
geben Sie mir Hunger

 



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