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lost love poem

da ich der Richtung des Todes geglaubt habe
Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
ein Himmel, der nie Sonne, Mond oder Sterne gekannt hat
nicht von der breiten Welt des Ganzen
Tag ist erfolgt
den brennenden Gedanken kleiden
ich bin in das Ă–dland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
königliches Fest war erfolgt
wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
durch die rude BrĂĽcke
diese sind
ich sah die archangels in meinem Apfel-Baum gestern Abend
während ich das Hören stand, diskret dumb
bis zu ihrem Raumfenster

 



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