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best friend poem

mit den meek, braunen Augen
sie muß zurück gehen, sagte sie
ich liebe mein Leben, aber nicht zu gut
voll von den Rissen
ich bildete ein Versprechen einmal, eins nur
steigender Mond hat die Sterne versteckt
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
unten gekommen an der Dämmerung von den windless Hügeln
lieben Sie mich schließlich oder, wenn Sie nicht werden

 



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