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poem for pastors

lassen Sie mich durch die Straße langsam bewegen
warum Sie immer der dort shivering Standplatz tun Sie
ich erwarte Sie
zweifellos erinnere mich ich noch
schöne, tragical Gesichter
ich hatte den Fall über-vorbereitet
ich bin fevered
als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten
diese Herzen wurden von den menschlichen Freuden und Obacht gesponnen
sehen Sie, sie zurückgehen


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