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sad love poem

ich ging auf und ab die Straßen
er kam mich durch die Hand nehmen
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
lassen Sie mich durch die Straße langsam bewegen
unter dem Erntemond
er würde sogar seinen Witz haben

 



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