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friendship poem

wenn Sie heute abend kommen
hatten er und i aber getroffen
truely
als ich war, lief London ein
Sonne trat unten von seinem goldenen Throne
im Hafen neuen Yorks
unter dem Helm des Warriors
läßt lang das Sommertageslicht glänzen
das kleine mitfühlende, getragen, Lachengesichter
ein Leben auf der Ozeanwelle
die Sonne ist oben
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
noch dreizehn Jahre

 



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