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happy birthday poem

unter den Bergen wandered ich
so verloren
alle beruhigen entlang dem potomac
und noch gingen sie an
könnten wir aber zu wissen
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
traurige Rolle der gedämpften Trommel hat Schlag
der Duft kam
Gott
seien Sie nicht falsch

 



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