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good bye poem

ich wundere mich, wo Sie leben
was ich Ihnen verdanken
Welt, die unter meiner Hand ändert
im September
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
ich halte Ihr Herz
gaily durch die Felder tanzten wir
ich fülle diese Schale
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes
haben wir keine Schande?
er würde sogar seinen Witz haben
wer den Regen liebt
traurige Rolle der gedämpften Trommel hat Schlag

 



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