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poem for pastors

liebe Frau
weich weinend
alter Wein zum Trinken
Bonbon mit Farn und stieg
aus mir heraus unwürdig und unbekannt
ich liege am Tabellenberg
das Kind, das weg Blatt nach Blatt warf
dieser merkwürdige Begleiter kam auf shuffling Füße
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
hören Sie den Regen?
weich jetzt das Licht des Tages
wenn ich sehr sicher war
wenn Freiheit von ihrer Gebirgshöhe

 



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