Where is Doro T.?
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Doro T. : Dorothee, my love story. We are married…
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Thirsty Land Poetry
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Thirsty Land Poetry
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Once upon a time there was a princess in love. Her lover, a proud knight's man, went on a crusade. The sad princess went to the wayside every morning with all her chambermaids and hoped for the return of her lover. One day the dear God took pity on her and turned her and her maids into beautiful flowers. The princess turned white and her maid turned blue. And so they are still waiting on the side of the path and eagerly hope for the return of LOVE.
Wegwarte, an enchanted princess in nature
Before the sun rises in the east, they turn their heads in the direction in which the sun will rise. With their flower heads, they follow the sun all day long. And one could almost think that when the sun has disappeared on the horizon, they let their heads hang a little disappointed.
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