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poem for dad

ich fülle diese Schale
wenn ich zurück zu Masse gehe
wer den Wind nennen wird
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
ich gehe hinunter die Gartenwege
weich als das Bett in der Masse
hören Sie


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