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funeral poem

er kam mich durch die Hand nehmen
aus mir heraus unwĂĽrdig und unbekannt
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes
in das leise Land
ich wundere manchmal, mich wenn es wirklich zutreffend ist
die Lattentagesdrowses auf dem westlichen durchtränken
schauen Sie heraus nach den Sternen, meine Liebe

 



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