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mother daughter poem

gegangen die drei, jene seltenen Schwestern
ein Vogel sang
ich bot sie aller Abschied
Tochter, thoukunst kommen zu sterben
ich liebe mein Leben, aber nicht zu gut
ich sah, daĂź Sie und shivering auf den Steinen hunched
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
ich denke sie gerades herrliches
seien Sie in mir als die ewigen Stimmungen
so verloren

 



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