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Aug 2018
for a moment my wonderful
it was raining before my eyes
or snow or the sun is black
it was not clear to me then
it was not clear to me now

for a moment this
I lit up from the inside like a star
and the singing and singing of summer
only she was with me
whether then then today either
always and forever

04.08.18
Maxim Keyfman
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Maxim Keyfman  16/F/The Ruömmenpdolf
(16/F/The Ruömmenpdolf)   
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