Sonnendurchflogener Sonntag
Gedicht von Stefanie Bucifal
Wind streunt ziellos
durchs Haar
Die Stadt liegt träge
im Glitzern
Lichtzeichen blenden
Blendzeichen senden
die Glocken, die Türme und
Alle Zeiger
tanzen die Zeit
Gedicht von Stefanie Bucifal
Wind streunt ziellos
durchs Haar
Die Stadt liegt träge
im Glitzern
Lichtzeichen blenden
Blendzeichen senden
die Glocken, die Türme und
Alle Zeiger
tanzen die Zeit
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