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sad death poem

ein Vogel sang
Glasbläser der Zeit
aller Tag zum Aufpassen der blauen Welle sich zu kräuseln und zu brechen
ich sah, daß Sie und shivering auf den Steinen hunched
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
unter meinem Fenster in einer Stadtstraße
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit

 



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