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love friendship poem

es gab eine Zeit in den ehemaligen Jahren
wölbte die Flut
ich habe die stolzesten Sterne gesehen
ich bin vom Sein bitter und träge vom Sein klug träge
ich brenne keinen Duft
Tag ist erfolgt
er kam mich durch die Hand nehmen
läßt lang das Sommertageslicht glänzen
melancholische Tage sind gekommen
ist häufig er nicht so?
ich rĂĽttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
plötzlich aus den dunklen und belaubten Weisen heraus

 



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