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gothic poetry

ich singe Ihnen
dort durch das Fenster im alten Haus
warum
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
alle beruhigen entlang dem potomac

 



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