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christmas poems

ich sah mit geöffneten Augen
Sonne und Wind und Schlag von Meer
das Swanbestehen
dunkel-eyed
gegen die grüne Flamme des Weißdorn-Baums
als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten
alle innen und alle ohne mich
von unseren versteckten Plätzen
ich stand
und breakethbrot nicht mehr
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
und mit dem Summenvogel

 



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