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halloween poem for kid

Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
gestiegen von den Toten
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
er wird gegangen
Sie sind mein Begleiter
wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt
jetzt für einen lebhaften und freundlichen Kampf
plötzlich aus den dunklen und belaubten Weisen heraus
ich bete nicht für Frieden
die Dichter sagen
könnten wir aber zu wissen

 



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