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fall poem

sehen Sie, daß ich Ihnen mich gebe
traurig sprechend
machen Sie sich nicht um das unsichtbare Sorgen
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht
fette schwarze Dollars in einem Wein-Faßraum
mit Lippenblut Rot und Herz des Steins
lassen Sie uns errichten
die alten Songs
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
schreckliche Wahrheiten diese sind
ich liebe, eine Weile weg zu stehlen

 



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