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christmas poem

ich liebe mein Leben, aber nicht zu gut
die Dämmerung war apfelgrün
als ich war, lief London ein
Sie sagen, daß Sie mich lieben
ich bot sie aller Abschied
über dem Fluß auf dem Hügel
unten gekommen an der Dämmerung von den windless Hügeln
ich bin der Wind, der wavers
von der Sonne noch Sterne
die alten Songs


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