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birthday poem

für Wahrheit für Liebe
meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld
unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
ich mag es
ich verachte meine Freunde mehr als Sie
herauf von den Süden am Bruch des Tages
neben es gab nie einen Ton das Holz aber eins
ein Vogel sang
haben Sie gesehenes Gehen durch das Dorf
alter Wein zum Trinken
hohe Wände und sehr groß


 



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