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gothic poetry

gestern Abend legte der Vollmond ein Tuch von Weiß
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
Sonne trat unten von seinem goldenen Throne
liebe Frau
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daß jede Nacht
er kam mich durch die Hand nehmen
eine Feder des Stahls

 



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