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friend poem

das Kind, das weg Blatt nach Blatt warf
wenn Freiheit von ihrer Gebirgshöhe
lassen Sie mich durch die Straße langsam bewegen
ich sah die Wolken unter den Hügeln
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
ich rüttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
sie sagte
winged Schatten, die vorbei fegen
wenn ich gekonnt hatte, Enge ein Gefängnis Liebe ist

 



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