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friendship poem

Töchter der Zeit
als ich war, lief London ein
ich mag es
letzter Mitternacht
Standplatz hier durch meine Seite
ich hatte den Fall über-vorbereitet
ich bin vom Sein bitter und träge vom Sein klug träge
er warfen einen Stein, Sie warfen einen Stein
ruhig mit reverance, im Awe
was spiteful Wahrscheinlichkeit unawares stiehlt

 



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