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sie konnte ihn im früheren Frühling gekannt haben
Glasbläser der Zeit
neben einem geschlagenen Feld
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
die Dämmerung war apfelgrün
letzter Mitternacht
ich weiß nicht wo
Schatten legen entlang broadway
seien Sie nicht mit mir verärgert
gibt es jedes dort
er würde sogar seinen Witz haben
läßt lang das Sommertageslicht glänzen


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