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life poem

melancholische Tage sind gekommen
hohe Wände und sehr groß
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
seien Sie in mir als die ewigen Stimmungen
häufig denke ich an die schöne Stadt
mit dem Sonnenuntergang
plötzlich aus den dunklen und belaubten Weisen heraus
durch das Ufer durch das Meer
herrlich und schrecklich Ihre Liebe
gaily durch die Felder tanzten wir

 



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