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halloween poem

ängstlich nicht mehr, sage ich
ich singe Ihnen
unter meinem Fenster in einer Stadtstraße
meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naß sind
wenn ich sehr sicher war
aller Tag zum Aufpassen der blauen Welle sich zu kräuseln und zu brechen
drehen Sie mich unten durch die Wiese
ich mag es

 



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