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friendship poems

irgendwo las ich eine merkwürdige, alte, rostige Geschichte
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden
in einem alten Raum beleuchtete weich
achtzig Jahre haben und mehr überschritten
und noch gingen sie an
weich jetzt das Licht des Tages
lassen Sie uns unsere niedrigeren Neigungen ausdrücken

 



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