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friend poem

jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
ich muß sagen gute Nacht
Sie sind frei
es war der Herbst des Jahres
um so bald zu diesem zu kommen stellte sich Dunkelheit vor
hoch-getragenes Rennen
Sturm
rühren Sie sich
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
es gibt Gewinne für alle unsere Verluste
ich denke sie gerades herrliches
aus mir heraus unwürdig und unbekannt
Einfachheit
ich loathed Sie

 



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