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    Memories
    Memories
    Memories
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    Memories

    By Jean Harvey

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    Memories

    Jean Harvey was born on 22.10.1983 in Dormagen near Cologne,

    In Germany.

    After her training as a nurse for Kids and Old People, she moved from the Village to Essen and lived for the last 4 years in Berlin.
    Jean Harvey has been studying poetry since her school days.
    She writes for 15 years, published her first eBook "Out to the Sea" but only 2015, followed by more eBooks in German.
    She writes modern Lyric and Prose.
    Since November 2015, her pocket book "For you to the Sea" at Amazon to buy.

     

    With memories, Jean Harvey publishes another eBook in English.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookRix
    Release dateJan 16, 2018
    ISBN9783743850279
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      Memories - Jean Harvey

      Lighthouse

      We meet here

      here

      at the old Lighthouse,

      You said

      We meet here

      here

      at night

      You said

      There no one will see us

      No one disturbed

      here we can hug us

      in the Grass

      or by the Sea

      be together

      and share everything

      our thoughts and

      our time

      We meet here

      here

      at the old Lighthouse,

      You said

      We meet here

      here

      at night

      You said

      there the Wind is going through

      your Hair blow,

      and through my Hair

      At the old Lighthouse

      Let us list our Names

      and in two hundred Years our two

      Names still stand there

      and love each other

      this love will never pass away

      here

      My journey ends here

      My Journey ends here

      up here I am standing now

      I just do not feel anything anymore

      and do not hold me tight

      The Day is beautiful today

      and I can see the Sun

      my Journey ends here

      yes, today I will go

      I took leave of all

      which is always important to me

      and I have once again properly celebrated

      and ran a

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