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sympathy poem

drehen Sie mich unten durch die Wiese
wo ich sollen Sie, finden Sie Sie
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht
schöne, tragical Gesichter
ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
sehen Sie das vorläufige
die langen resounding Marmorflure
diese sind
unsere angenehmen Momente fliegen
wenn ihr Haar wild flaying
die Schwärzung rollt aufwärts
oben auslösen, unten fallend


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