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graduation poem

vor er war viele und viel einem Jahr
wenn es
wer den Regen liebt
unter dem Helm des Warriors
ich bin alt und blind
glänzt das letzte Alter, das folgende mit Hoffnung wird gesehen
der Himmel
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
aber ich kann nicht Sie jetzt lesen
welches hält
umsponnen und gesponnen
der Schnee whispers über mich
mit dem Sonnenuntergang

 



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