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gothic poetry

glooms der Lebeneichen
steigender Mond hat die Sterne versteckt
ich gehe meine Weise complacently
ich bin vom Sein bitter und träge vom Sein klug träge
welches hält
wenn es
während ich das Hören stand, diskret dumb
ich kann nicht Ihnen jetzt erklären
gegen die grüne Flamme des Weißdorn-Baums
ich loathed Sie
eins nach dem anderen wie verläßt von einem Baum
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach

 



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