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good bye poem

ich sah die Wolken unter den Hügeln
der Himmel
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
lassen Sie uns unsere niedrigeren Neigungen ausdrücken
was spiteful Wahrscheinlichkeit unawares stiehlt
wie Adler auf hoher Höhe
an der Dämmerung sagte er
sie können von der Liebe in einem Häuschen sprechen
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
so verloren

 



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