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death poem

ein Fliegenwort von hier und dort
sehen Sie, daĂź ich Ihnen mich gebe
hängen Sie keinen Wreath
gegangen vor uns
Musik I hörte mit Ihnen war mehr als Musik
sie sprengte fierce Wein
alle beruhigen entlang dem potomac
in ihren zackigen regimentals
vor tausend leisen Jahren
ich wuĂźte nie, daĂź die Masse soviel Gold hatte
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nĂĽchtern

 



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