Ich denke, egal wo Sie weglaufen, da ich mit Ihnen eine Weise gehe. Obwohl Sie wander sssere Lnder knnen, vergessen Sie nicht bald meine Hnde noch noch die Weise, die ich meinen Kopf hielt, noch sagten alle tremulous Sachen I. Sie noch sehen mich, klein und wei und lcheln, in der geheimen Nacht, und glauben meinen Armen ber Sie, wenn der Tag zurck wieder flatternd kommt. Ich denke, egal wo Sie sind, Sie halte mich in Ihrem Gedchtnis und halte mein Bild, dort ohne mich, indem ich neuere Lieben ber mich erklre.
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