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als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten
ich sah die archangels in meinem Apfel-Baum gestern Abend
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
steigender Mond hat die Sterne versteckt
Überschreiten durch die huddled und häßlichen Wände
holen Sie mir weichen Song
ich bilde meinen Abschirmrahmen, aber niemand weiß
dunkel-eyed
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
sie sagte
dieses ist der Song von Jugend
wenn es
ich bin alt und blind

 



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