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best friend poem

es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
ich hatte einen Traum und ich wachte mit ihm auf
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
desolate und einsam
mit den meek, braunen Augen
eine Meile nach

 



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