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ich sah die archangels in meinem Apfel-Baum gestern Abend
haben Sie gesehenes Gehen durch das Dorf
er erklärt von den guten alten Zeiten
in Ihrem Flug
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
die Dämmerung war apfelgrün
er wĂĽrde sogar seinen Witz haben
wenn der Wind gegen uns in der Dunkelheit arbeitet
Sonne trat unten von seinem goldenen Throne
die Luft ist wie ein Schmetterling
ich bot sie aller Abschied

 



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