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brother poem

es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
die alten Songs
wenn der Schleier von den Augen angehoben wird
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
Geräusche, die sich bemühen heftig zu zerreißen
sehen Sie, sie zurückgehen
er war ein hohes junges oysterman
folglich kann ich nicht
nie in meinem ganzem Leben
seien Sie in mir als die ewigen Stimmungen


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