Haikus

The time, when your eyes

Did not mirror the coldness

Of my heart, is gone.

Time, pitiless foe,

Over youth, beauty and life,

In the end, will win.

Triumph of true love,

Fairy tale fate of lovers

Has been found fiction.

Mutual feelings,

While your heart was still hoping,

Have stopped short with mine.

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Abé, vue que dass ech émmer na keng Ahnung hun, wéi de Spaass hei wierkléch funktionéiert, a woufir en dann elo gudd ass, ass dat hei net wierkléch eng immens produktiv Saach...

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Ech hu keng Ahnung wéi dat hei funktionéiert...

Also duecht ech, ech géif einfa mol sou maache, wéi wann ech wéisst em wat et hei geet.

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