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thanksgiving poetry

sie fragen mich, wo ich gewesen bin
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
ein Fliegenwort von hier und dort
babylon -- wo ich gehe zu träumen
ich kann nicht seinem greatness immer glauben
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
meine Seele geht in den gorgeous Sachen plattiert
hören Sie zum klingenden Meer

 



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