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son poem

um so bald zu diesem zu kommen stellte sich Dunkelheit vor
herauf von die Wiesen reich mit Mais
die Schiffe liegen in der Bucht
desolate und einsam
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
auf und ab geht ihn
seien Sie nicht mit mir verärgert
vor dem ernsten Bronzeheiligen


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