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pastor appreciation poem

ich bin vom Sein bitter und träge vom Sein klug träge
mit den meek, braunen Augen
lassen Sie hören
aus dem funkelnden Meer heraus
ich habe daß eine bestimmte Prinzessin gehört
ich wundere mich, wo Sie leben
ich gehe meine Weise complacently
wir waren nicht viele
aber ich kann nicht Sie jetzt lesen
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
unter dem Helm des Warriors

 



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