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nature poem

lassen Sie uns Pity die, denen besser seien Sie weg von, als wir sind
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
Bruder, bin ich Feuer
wie Adler auf hoher Höhe
weich weinend
ich sah ihn einmal vorher
die langen resounding Marmorflure
nie in meinem ganzem Leben
wir legen
ich stehe im kalten grauen Wetter
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
zwischen den musing Sonnenuntergang und die Dunkelheit
das Licht zurückgenommen

 



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