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					<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; Desire Over syrenen summer helikopteren. Bob Dylan synger en stor tekst i en lille højtaler. Hurricane. Løb ud i natten, fordi du er sort ! Han var 33 år da han gav disse ord til Ruben Carter. I enhver sandhed er der et flig af løgn Hvem ved hvad Ruben Carter løb fra [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p>Desire<br />
Over syrenen<br />
summer helikopteren.<br />
Bob Dylan synger en<br />
stor tekst i en lille højtaler.<br />
Hurricane.</p>
<p>Løb ud i natten, fordi<br />
du er sort !<br />
Han var 33 år da han gav<br />
disse ord til<br />
Ruben Carter.</p>
<p>I enhver sandhed<br />
er der et flig af<br />
løgn</p>
<p>Hvem ved<br />
hvad Ruben Carter<br />
løb fra den nat<br />
da Bob Dylan<br />
skrev</p>
<p>Syrenen har<br />
forlængst blomstret.<br />
Bob Dylan skriver<br />
videre. Ruben Carter<br />
løber ikke længere.</p>
<p>Himlen er blevet<br />
grå, helikopteren<br />
er fløjet, og Bob<br />
synger videre</p>
<p>Og ta&#8217;r<br />
ligesom jeg,<br />
en kop kaffe<br />
mere</p>
<p>før han går..</p>
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