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christmas poetry

könnten wir aber zu wissen
warum
gegangen vor uns
in den Wolke-grauen Morgen
diese sind
wer der Läufer in den Himmeln ist
ängstlich nicht mehr, sage ich
geben Sie mir Hunger
ich gehe hinunter die Gartenwege
Massentravails
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
entlang einem River-side

 



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