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religious poem

denken Sie, mein Junge, wenn ich meine Arme um Sie setze
den brennenden Gedanken kleiden
ich bin alt und blind
schwach-weak-winged Song
ein Leben auf der Ozeanwelle
lassen Sie hören
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
ich stehe im kalten grauen Wetter
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend

 



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