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graduation poem

meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naß sind
traurige Rolle der gedämpften Trommel hat Schlag
wie er wer Geist in der Flamme des Mittages
ein Sturm fährt auf den Tide
unsere angenehmen Momente fliegen
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
sie konnte ihn im früheren Frühling gekannt haben
die einzelne zusammengeprgessene angehobene Faust und bereiten vor
von unseren versteckten Plätzen

 



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