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love poem quote

aus dem Fenster heraus ein Meer der grünen Bäume
das traurigste des Jahres
denken Sie, mein Junge, wenn ich meine Arme um Sie setze
er spricht nicht gut
tun Sie die Jungen und Mädchen gehen noch
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
ein Schimmer des Goldes in gloom und Grau
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
ich habe das Rennen gewonnen

 



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