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funeral poem

ich bot sie aller Abschied
im Bereich
die Sterne fielen vom Himmel
obwohl ich wenig als alle kleinen Sachen bin
wenig Gatter wurde schließlich erreicht
Standplatz hier durch meine Seite
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
die Berge sind sie leise Völker
ich sah, daß Gott Sie es? bezweifeln
eine Meile nach
ich kann nicht seinem greatness immer glauben

 



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