poetry - nature
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english memory a tear rolled down your cheek, i remember... on wings of desire flying away without leaving the ground summer rain sitting outside when it rains, watching your feet get wet the city's lights feelings that are wrapped around the city's lights without 'i call out your name without sound' |
german berge am meer das meer. berge. und manchmal berge am meer... das meer eine ode an das meer ein lied der frühling erwacht im regen manchmal sieht man dinge im regen, die nicht wirklich da sind. oder etwa doch? kulisse ich sass auf einer bank und schaute dem frühling zu |
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