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Germany in the nighttime<\/strong><\/p>\n

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1961 \u2013 the wall has been built<\/p>\n

once sixty-one stars glowed over the native land<\/p>\n

the East Germany rife with butterflies sparkled in the night<\/p>\n

the Western Germany full of west wood garlics glinted in the evening<\/p>\n

the fall of the Berlin Wall was an indulgence<\/p>\n

then shooting stars fell down<\/p>\n

at the moonglow<\/p>\n

the night reveals the policies<\/p>\n

with the most amazing dreams<\/p>\n

the dream about roses<\/p>\n

from 1935<\/p>\n

was killed forever<\/p>\n

by the murkiness of comets<\/p>\n

that never could be blazing fiercely<\/p>\n

the night crawled<\/p>\n

the German Bundestag was light-filled<\/p>\n

by all kinds of lights of the new wizardry<\/p>\n

thousands of laws are glistering<\/p>\n

at the stars-shine<\/p>\n

the myth of Germany<\/p>\n

is an ancient legend<\/p>\n

from the emperor Otto the Great<\/p>\n

the history is a night rainbow<\/p>\n

awakened in some dreameries<\/p>\n

of a dazzling thinker<\/p>\n

Hitler wants to be forgotten<\/p>\n

forever and for sempiternity<\/p>\n

of a night sorcery<\/p>\n

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glister \u2013 literary: glitter<\/p>\n

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The mysteries of four seasons<\/strong><\/p>\n

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the dreamed winter<\/p>\n

the storks sitting meekly in Africa<\/p>\n

the butterfly frozen in the marvelous pond<\/p>\n

mice write a gorgeous myth<\/p>\n

a rural boy longs for the moonglow<\/p>\n

witch apollonianly bewitched<\/p>\n

a stunning world<\/p>\n

in a moony way<\/p>\n

I am full of druidic wizardries<\/p>\n

You are like a dragonfly<\/p>\n

We are singing<\/p>\n

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the dream-like spring<\/p>\n

the storks are coming home so tenderly<\/p>\n

the butterfly awoken in glory but sitting<\/p>\n

mice write ovidian songs<\/p>\n

a rural girl yearns for afterglow<\/p>\n

in addition hex enchanted<\/p>\n

a dazzling world<\/p>\n

in a starlit way<\/p>\n

I am shrouded in this cool mystery<\/p>\n

You are such a firefly<\/p>\n

We are trilling<\/p>\n

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the dreamy summer<\/p>\n

the storks are nesting mayhap peacefully<\/p>\n

the butterfly flying over becharmed garden<\/p>\n

mice write Dionysian ode<\/p>\n

an auntie is bent upon blue hours<\/p>\n

the enchantress is conjured<\/p>\n

amusing world<\/p>\n

in a starry way<\/p>\n

I wrapped in plethora of sorcery<\/p>\n

You are Dionysian spider<\/p>\n

We are chanting<\/p>\n

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the dreamful autumn<\/p>\n

the storks are going to fly off musing<\/p>\n

the butterfly dreaming just before coming death<\/p>\n

mice write Apollo\u2019s hymn<\/p>\n

an uncle muses about cool star<\/p>\n

the sorceress enraptured<\/p>\n

such a cute world<\/p>\n

in a moonlit way<\/p>\n

I stay under a spell of tenderness<\/p>\n

You are like a charmful bee<\/p>\n

We caroling<\/p>\n

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A day from life of Klaus Werner Swamp-Man<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The marvelous winter has come<\/p>\n

with the most tender Christmas Eve<\/p>\n

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Klaus Werner Swamp-Man awaits dream<\/p>\n

august Moment is revealed<\/p>\n

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Klaus a forester lives alone<\/p>\n

in a clear home amidst the grove<\/p>\n

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In the evening praying by table<\/p>\n

he enjoyed freedom of silence<\/p>\n

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Oracular characters come<\/p>\n

after rook has visited his<\/p>\n

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The rook knows from the black raven<\/p>\n

that there are marsh-treasures hidden<\/p>\n

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Next hydra bangs on the window<\/p>\n

she gives to Werner the obol<\/p>\n

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He enchants tenderly the guest:<\/p>\n

>The eternal moor! Dream with us!<<\/p>\n

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Then a Stymphalian\u2019s birdlet comes<\/p>\n

flying in dazzling-brilliant ways<\/p>\n

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The bird gives away an obol<\/p>\n

the man told him the gorgeous words<\/p>\n

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>Eternal moory landscape dwell!<\/p>\n

such for the ghosts a meek landscape<<\/p>\n

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Hereafter attends \u2013 Dionysus<\/p>\n

sir of numinous moory homes<\/p>\n

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Third obolus \u2013 given away<\/p>\n

therefor can be valid Klaus\u2019 dream<\/p>\n

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Oboli are being given<\/p>\n

>Be the fen full of tender myths!<<\/p>\n

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Mister Swamp-Man boasts of marshlands<\/p>\n

they are free in eternities<\/p>\n

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Rook is nidifying in tree<\/p>\n

the plant stays over the moor-mist<\/p>\n

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Bewitched landscape and dreamy bog<\/p>\n

and women dream of moory fog<\/p>\n

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Two women seem to have been enchanted of the boglet (my neologism) plainly in a propitious way.<\/p>\n

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