Morning
The sun is shining
clear the horizone
near like to touch him
strong the wind is blowing
he waves the empty branches heavy
it sounds like howling
forgotten leaves of autom dance with him
ravens are shouting
some are sitting on the trees
catching sunlight
warm their wings
clear the horizone
the sun is shining
Zäzilia Mayr
The sun is shining
clear the horizone
near like to touch him
strong the wind is blowing
he waves the empty branches heavy
it sounds like howling
forgotten leaves of autom dance with him
ravens are shouting
some are sitting on the trees
catching sunlight
warm their wings
clear the horizone
the sun is shining
Zäzilia Mayr
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