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Dienstag, 1. Februar 1994

Sister of my soul (S.o.S)


Our eyes have never seen
each other
never we shook our hands
your hair is blond mine is brown
your mother tongue Knows no word
Identical with mine.


But your eyes are seeing the same
I feel a kiss from you
on my cheek
our hearts have touched each other
and our minds speak
the same language.
Sari, beloved, beloved sister of my soul.