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autumn poetry

Überschreiten durch die huddled und häßlichen Wände
ich bilde meinen Abschirmrahmen, aber niemand weiß
Bruder, bin ich Feuer
gerade jetzt
da ich der Richtung des Todes geglaubt habe
singen Sie wieder dem Song Sie gesungen
die alten Songs
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
folglich kann ich nicht
melancholische Tage sind gekommen

 



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