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Katachrese

Es hängt schon später
Tag.
You could travel
the world.
Denn die Lippen
der Hure: cute
wie Honigseim.

Während
draußen
der Welt ewiger Schnee

fällt

This was written by Michael. Posted on Sonntag, August 21, 2016, at 19:07. Filed under Literatur. Tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow comments here with the RSS feed. Post a comment or leave a trackback.

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