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good bye poem

erneuern Sie den Anblick der Freude
in den Wolke-grauen Morgen
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
herauf von die Wiesen reich mit Mais
machen Sie sich nicht Sorgen, daß er rüber sein
als ich war, lief London ein
Standplatz hier durch meine Seite
der Körper kann begrenzen
Schatten legen entlang broadway
unter dem Helm des Warriors
sie war eine Schönheit an den Tagen
um Mitternacht
ich stand

 



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