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sad poem

ängstlich nicht mehr, sage ich
eins nach dem anderen wie verläßt von einem Baum
dieser merkwürdige Begleiter kam auf shuffling Füße
lassen Sie nicht hören
aus dem tiefen heraus und die Dunkelheit
ich mag es
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
noch schaukelt ihr Grau Aufsatz über das Meer

 



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