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best friend poem

sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
ich verachte meine Freunde mehr als Sie
was wir jetzt tut
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
mittlere Vergnügen und Paläste, obwohl wir durchstreifen können
aus dem tiefen heraus und die Dunkelheit
Wille schimmern Sie auf dem Meer?
durch die rude Brücke

 



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