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romantic love poem

sie fragen mich, wo ich gewesen bin
Sie sind schön und verblassen
meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daĂź jede Nacht
mit den meek, braunen Augen
warum Sie immer der dort shivering Standplatz tun Sie
im Hafen neuen Yorks
hören Sie zum klingenden Meer
und noch gingen sie an
nehmen Sie meine Bracelets
pharaoh, König von Land Ägyptens
warum so traurig mein reizendes?
ich halte Ihr Herz

 



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