In the Tuberculosis Sanitarium
Many sick people are walking in the garden Back and forth and lying in the porches. Those who are the sickest burn with fever Every wretched day in the hot Grave of their beds. Ah, Catholic sisters float Around wearily in black clothes. Yesterday someone died. Today another can die. In the city Fasching is begin celebrated. I would like to be able to play the difference On the piano.
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