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poem for pastors

süsses splendor
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
zweifellos erinnere mich ich noch
ich habe die stolzesten Sterne gesehen
Sonne und Wind und Schlag von Meer
herauf von den Süden am Bruch des Tages
der Körper kann begrenzen
Stadt, die nicht eine Stadt ist
Schlaf süß in Ihren humble Gräbern
von Fußboden zu Decke

 



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