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autumn poem

Glasbläser der Zeit
sind Sie wach?
es gab ein strangeness auf Ihren Lippen
es gibt ein Land voll des Weins
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
das endlose, dumme merriment der Sterne
jetzt, während meine Lippen leben
er wird gegangen
folglich kann ich nicht

 



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