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funeral poem

lassen Sie mich durch die Straße langsam bewegen
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
was wir jetzt tut
bewiesen im Schimmer in Ihren Augen
plötzlich aus den dunklen und belaubten Weisen heraus
ich loathed Sie
geheimnisvolle Nacht
herauf von den Süden am Bruch des Tages
warum
die Schwärzung rollt aufwärts
irgendwo las ich eine merkwürdige, alte, rostige Geschichte

 



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