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brother poem

lassen Sie mich durch die Straße langsam bewegen
ich bin fevered
läßt lang das Sommertageslicht glänzen
voll von den Rissen
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
gestern Abend legte der Vollmond ein Tuch von Weiß
ein kleiner Pfirsich im Obstgarten wuchs
hatten er und i aber getroffen
Bruder, bin ich Feuer
um Mitternacht

 



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