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funeral poem

was es die gesagten Maschinen war
ich bot sie aller Abschied
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
königliches Fest war erfolgt
es gibt ein Land voll des Weins
wenn ich sehr sicher war
das Swanbestehen
vor dem ernsten Bronzeheiligen
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
sie muß zurück gehen, sagte sie
nun da ich zu Ihnen abgekühlt bin

 



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