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graduation poem

eine Meile nach
Sitzen in seinem Schalthebel, der Ihren Tee wartet
sind sie traurig, die nicht Liebe kennen
in den mournful Zahlen
ein Himmel, der nie Sonne, Mond oder Sterne gekannt hat
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
traurig sprechend
ich sehe einen Stern heute abend
jenseits schauen
schöne, tragical Gesichter
ich mag es


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