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sad death poem

lassen Sie mich traurig sein
unsere angenehmen Momente fliegen
durch das Ufer durch das Meer
bleiben Sie nicht mehr
ich muĂź sagen gute Nacht
burly, DösenHumblebiene
ich sah die archangels in meinem Apfel-Baum gestern Abend
ich sagte, ich habe geschlossen mein Herz
die Sonne ist oben
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
und noch gingen sie an
ich sagte
das Kind, das weg Blatt nach Blatt warf
als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten

 



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