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death poetry

unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
so gefallen
Bruder, bin ich Feuer
traurige Rolle der gedämpften Trommel hat Schlag
tat Sie hören überhaupt
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
und so geht sie
ist häufig er nicht so?
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
wie das Glätten fällt
über den Dachspitzen laufen Sie die Schatten der Wolken

 



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