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teen love poem

ich bete nicht für Frieden
Tage endeared zu jedem MUSE
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
wie wie die Sterne dieses Weiß ist, namenlose Gesichter
vor tausend leisen Jahren
ich muß sagen gute Nacht
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen

 



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