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short funny poem

entlang einem River-side
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
schauen Sie heraus nach den Sternen, meine Liebe
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
Blüten der Babys
Gott
schauen Sie zurück mit longing Augen und wissen Sie, daß ich folge
erklären Sie mir weniger oder erklären Sie mir mehr
zu einigem die fetten Götter
schwach-weak-winged Song
herauf von die Wiesen reich mit Mais

 



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