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grandma poem

ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
Tochter, thoukunst kommen zu sterben
ich hatte einen Traum und ich wachte mit ihm auf
die Dichter sagen
für war mich ein gaunt, ernstes Ratsmitglied
folglich kann ich nicht
sie konnte ihn im früheren Frühling gekannt haben
blau-schwarze nubian zupfende Orangen
aus dem funkelnden Meer heraus

 



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