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there was a girl at friedrichstrasse station she waved through the barrier with dainty hands and gentle eyes of kindness and i smiled at her carefully making sure nobody noticed my face the gleam in her eyes doe-like and sweet like she cared even though she didn’t know me even though she was supposed to hate me even though it’s been hours days weeks months years i still think of her those shining eyes that smile that changed me the westerner that i should not have looked at wanted craved for so long even while my friends kissed boys at midnight under the stellar stars in alexanderplatz my mind still returned to her loyal the way a dog returns to its master forever thinking of the girl at friedrichstrasse station
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Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 3:51 PM UTC
the girl at friedrichstrasse station
there was a girl at friedrichstrasse station she waved through the barrier with dainty hands and gentle eyes of kindness and i smiled at her carefully making sure nobody noticed my face the gleam in her eyes doe-like and sweet like she cared even though she didn’t know me even though she was supposed to hate me even though it’s been hours days weeks months years i still think of her those shining eyes that smile that changed me the westerner that i should not have looked at wanted craved for so long even while my friends kissed boys at midnight under the stellar stars in alexanderplatz my mind still returned to her loyal the way a dog returns to its master forever thinking of the girl at friedrichstrasse station
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19/Paris, 1630
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 3:51 PM UTC
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