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1863–1929

An unsre Modedichter.

Arno Holz

Verfallt ihr der ewigen Nacht, Weil ihr zu viel gedichtet Und weil ihr zu wenig gedacht!

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An unsre Modedichter. · Arno Holz · Poetry Cove