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thanksgiving poem

ich liege am Tabellenberg
neben einem geschlagenen Feld
und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
es gab eine Zeit in den ehemaligen Jahren
allein
ich sah mit geöffneten Augen
hatten er und i aber getroffen
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
es gab ein strangeness auf Ihren Lippen
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
die Wiese kroch
einmal dieser weiche Rasen

 



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