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baby shower poem

die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
denken Sie, mein Junge, wenn ich meine Arme um Sie setze
Sie sagen, daß Sie mich lieben
ich stand das geöffnete Flügelfenster bereit
in das leise Land
O angemessen und stately Mädchen, dessen Augen
Tage endeared zu jedem MUSE
der Duft kam
als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten
gibt es jedes dort
schauen Sie heraus nach den Sternen, meine Liebe
was ich Ihnen verdanken
wenn der rote Slayer denken, slays er

 



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