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halloween poem for kid

schreckliche Wahrheiten diese sind
denken Sie, mein Junge, wenn ich meine Arme um Sie setze
alle werfen die Jahre nieder
lassen Sie hören
das Emporheben, als der Wind brannte durch
Bewegung Ihres Körpers ist wie Musik
gegen die grüne Flamme des Weißdorn-Baums
über dem Fluß auf dem Hügel

 



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