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friendship poem

ich loathed Sie
das Emporheben, als der Wind brannte durch
hören Sie
meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naß sind
wie ich sollen Sie, helfen Sie rechts der Welt, die falsch geht
weich als das Bett in der Masse
alle innen und alle ohne mich

 



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