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autumn poem

möglicherweise ist es gleichgültig, das Sie starben
den brennenden Gedanken kleiden
an der Dämmerung sagte er
obwohl Lieberepine und Grundscheuern
gebildet vom loveliness alleine
ich stand das geöffnete Flügelfenster bereit
sind sie traurig, die nicht Liebe kennen
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
unter dem Helm des Warriors
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
hängen Sie keinen Wreath
sie sagte
lassen Sie mich durch die Straße langsam bewegen

 



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