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T.I.M.E

like his promise is true
only my faith can I do
the many chances i blew
to bring my life to anew
clear blue and unconditional skies
have dried the tears from my eyes
no more lonely cries
my only bleddin' hope
is for the folk who can't scope
wit such an endurin' pain
that it keeps 'em in the pourin' rain
who's to blame
for tootin' cocaine in your own vein
what a shame

Fotografie: Lothar Dörfer
Bea: Lothar Dörfer

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