Years pass along and you still people with faces which have changed. It is not difficult to remember somebody you have already met. The fact is that in order to speak together you must have been introduced to one another.
I always remember your fair hair
like the Rhine river and the green
hills perfumed with tea on blonde hair
which reminded of the lightening green
rapid thunderstorm which wiped the hair
with all at a sudden water blue or green
nourishing the brain to the tied up hair
letting you know preferred because green
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