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religious poem

schreckliche Wahrheiten diese sind
desolate und einsam
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
es gab eine Zeit in den ehemaligen Jahren
ich singe Ihnen
ängstlich nicht mehr, sage ich
ich habe das Rennen gewonnen
sehen Sie, daß ich Ihnen mich gebe
Massentravails
auf und an
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
zum leidenschaftlichen Geliebten
sie fragen mich, wo ich gewesen bin
bis zu ihrem Raumfenster

 



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