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pastor appreciation poem

Farbtöne der Nacht fielen schnell
lassen Sie hören
ich bilde meinen Abschirmrahmen, aber niemand weiß
aus dem Fenster heraus ein Meer der grünen Bäume
behold ich, in meinem chiffon, in Gaze und in Filterstreifen
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
ich gehe meine Weise complacently
der Himmel
meine zutreffende Liebe von ihrem Kissen stieg
Sie sind frei
in der LageSEIN, jede Seite jeder Frage zu sehen
wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich
irgendwo las ich eine merkwürdige, alte, rostige Geschichte

 



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