Once ago I met a lonely flower,
\nshivering in the wind.
\nIt was you in your raincoat,
\nWondering, where to go.<\/p>\n
You took the train down to China –
\nbut you wanted to Spain.
\nYou said you could make no decision
\nto leave it again.<\/p>\n
Your mind was kept in a glass jar
\nand fed with long broken dreams,
\nto melt down your love and your life
\nand your truth.<\/p>\n
Once you gave me some flowers –
\nsay: how long does it take them to grow?
\nFor a year now I \u00b4m pouring these
\nwith my soul.<\/p>\n
*without anything declared<\/p>\n
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Once ago I met a lonely flower, shivering in the wind. It was you in your raincoat, Wondering, where to go. You took the train down to China – but you wanted to Spain. You said you could make no … Weiterlesen