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good bye poem

wer den Regen liebt
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht
er spricht nicht gut
die Sterne fielen vom Himmel
mit den meek, braunen Augen
drehen Sie mich unten durch die Wiese
wenn ihr Haar wild flaying
aus dem funkelnden Meer heraus
ich rĂĽttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes
wir waren nicht viele
ein Sturm fährt auf den Tide
ich sah die Wolken unter den HĂĽgeln
ich bin alt und blind

 



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