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brother poem

letzter Mitternacht
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
ich erwarte Sie
ich sah, daß Sie und shivering auf den Steinen hunched
Stadt, die nicht eine Stadt ist
über dem Fluß winken sie zu mir zu
so gefallen
unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
er wird gegangen
die alten Songs
es gab eine Zeit in den ehemaligen Jahren
für Wahrheit für Liebe
unnachgiebige Vergangenheit des thou
sehen Sie, daß ich Ihnen mich gebe


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