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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-03-31 | [Text in der Originalsprache: romana] | Veröffentlicht von x "When I was just as far as I could walk From here today, There was an hour All still When leaning with my head against a flower I heard you talk. Don't say I didn't, for I heard you say-- You spoke from that flower on the windowsill-- Do you remember what it was you said?" "First tell me what it was you thought you heard." "Having found the flower and driven a bee away, I leaned my head, And holding by the stalk, I listened and I thought I caught the word-- What was it? Did you call me by my name? Or did you say-- Someone said 'Come'--I heard it as I bowed." "I may have thought as much, but not aloud." "Well, so I came."
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