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halloween poem

Blüten der Babys
als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
aber ich kann nicht Sie jetzt lesen
eins nach dem anderen wie verläßt von einem Baum
entlang den Bänken
Überschreiten durch die huddled und häßlichen Wände
die alten Songs
ich liebe die alten melodious Lagen
unter einem ausgebreiteten Kastaniebaum
holen Sie mir weichen Song

 



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