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nature poem

ich sah mit geöffneten Augen
in allen Sachen gesprochen nicht von
ruhig mit reverance, im Awe
steigender Mond hat die Sterne versteckt
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
ich bin alt und blind
vor dem ernsten Bronzeheiligen
ich liebe die alten melodious Lagen

 



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