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poem for pastors

ich stand
Melancholie, Blau war sie
ich bin alt und blind
mit Freude und Wunder
zu einigem die fetten Götter
aller Tag zum Aufpassen der blauen Welle sich zu kräuseln und zu brechen
Töchter der Zeit
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
noch schaukelt ihr Grau Aufsatz über das Meer

 



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