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epic poetry

Bruder, bin ich Feuer
durch die rude Brücke
ich weiß nicht wo
wenn es
ein Schimmer des Goldes in gloom und Grau
durch das Ufer durch das Meer
als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten
schöne, tragical Gesichter
die Bögen der roten Brücke
weich weinend

 



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