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love friendship poem

noch dreizehn Jahre
ich liebte eine Frau
drei Tage hörte ich sie, sich Sorgen zu machen, wann ich absolut lege
fĂĽr dann auĂźen
in Ihren Armen war ruhige Freude
zweifellos erinnere mich ich noch
als ich war, lief London ein
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
hören Sie zum klingenden Meer
und breakethbrot nicht mehr
in den mournful Zahlen

 



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