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religious poem

ich sah ihn einmal vorher
unnachgiebige Vergangenheit des thou
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
ich muß sagen gute Nacht
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
holen Sie mir weichen Song

 



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