Since I’ve read your lines
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Words that taste like wine
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All my ache has been shed with a shrug
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Summer’s in my heart
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Although we are apart
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Feels like I have been cured by some drug
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Letters from you
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Like a hose of sweet wine
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An umbilical cord to your world
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And I’m drinking rashly
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To ease my longing
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I am swigging all of your words
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In no time at all
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And long before nightfall
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I will write back to slake your great thirst
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Drink, my girl, oh, drink
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Drink until you sink
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And let my letters wipe out your curse
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Letters From You
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| Maximilian Hecker |
