Poetry


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  Around His Neck

As Her Heart was Burning

Waves Crashing

Because of My Name

In the Land of Forgetfulness

My Mother was Blond

Thanks to the Question

The King also Thirsted for Love

With a White Donkey

Go to the mountains

Here

My time is short

A fine house

A little girl of six

The lost man

Joy gives me open horizons

Father of many gentiles

And after the Destruction

the sorrow of his grief

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