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best friend poem

es ist zutreffend, daß Sie sagen, daß die Götter mehr Gebrauch zu Ihnen als Feen sind
alle werfen die Jahre nieder
aber alas, gerade Träume
für Wahrheit für Liebe
hängen Sie keinen Wreath
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
bewiesen im Schimmer in Ihren Augen
ich wundere mich, wo Sie leben
Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
seien Sie nicht falsch
meine sorge, wenn sie hier mit mir ist
Roses und Gold

 



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