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thanksgiving poem

die Sonne ist oben
meine sorge, wenn sie hier mit mir ist
nun da ich zu Ihnen abgekühlt bin
ich liege am Tabellenberg
winged Schatten, die vorbei fegen
im Hafen neuen Yorks
eine Meile nach
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach
zweifellos erinnere mich ich noch
um so bald zu diesem zu kommen stellte sich Dunkelheit vor
bewiesen im Schimmer in Ihren Augen

 



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