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halloween poem

um so bald zu diesem zu kommen stellte sich Dunkelheit vor
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
der Himmel
die Wiese kroch
Gott
Tage endeared zu jedem MUSE
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
die kleinen weißen Gebete
wenn die Stunden des Tages numeriert werden
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte

 



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