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poem for dad

diese Herzen wurden von den menschlichen Freuden und Obacht gesponnen
ich bin der Wind, der wavers
unter meinem Fenster in einer Stadtstraße
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
seien Sie, Leben geduldig, wenn Liebe am Gatter ist
in ihren zackigen regimentals
ich bildete ein Versprechen einmal, eins nur
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
wo ich sollen Sie, finden Sie Sie
häufig denke ich an die schöne Stadt
könnten wir aber zu wissen
truely
dunkelstes, merkwürdigstes Geheimnis

 



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