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Gedicht 
I made my first step to the rainbow, not very sure about it. Carefully I trusted this hazy dream, which is the material of this bridge. But I fell down soon, luckily not in the depths. Still it was enough to be hurt, and to stay at the ground. And now there is too much fear to try again to reach the pot of gold at the other side of the rainbow. ©TearOfDarkAngel 24.9.2010 Kommentare
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