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pumpkin poem

und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
Sonne trat unten von seinem goldenen Throne
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
sie sagte
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
entlang den Bänken
die Sterne fielen vom Himmel


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