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free love poem

sie konnte ihn im früheren Frühling gekannt haben
Sie sind schön und verblassen
in allen Sachen gesprochen nicht von
letzter Mitternacht
Sie sagen, daß Sie mich lieben
Nacht ist dunkel und die Winterwinde
ich wundere mich, wo Sie leben
die Berge sind sie leise Völker
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
ich denke sie gerades herrliches
in einem alten Raum beleuchtete weich


 



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