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birthday poem

als ich in Ihre Augen schaute
er warfen einen Stein, Sie warfen einen Stein
warum so traurig mein reizendes?
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden
in den Wolke-grauen Morgen
eine Meile nach
diese alte silberne Schüssel von meinen
aus mir heraus unwürdig und unbekannt
ein Fliegenwort von hier und dort
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach
er würde sogar seinen Witz haben
sind Sie lebendig?

 



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