Lyrik, Poesie, Zitate, Kurzgeschichten
Gedicht: Friends
Friends |
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I take your hands and warm you, feel you warm not? I am always there if your heart with me speak, hear you my answer not? I take your heart into my hands and do not warm it thereby it do not break. Because you are somewhat special for me, as a friend, whom one does not forget so fast. |
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