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sorry poem

ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
in können Sie
ich liebe, eine Weile weg zu stehlen
der Körper kann begrenzen
wenn ich sehr sicher war
lassen Sie uns unsere niedrigeren Neigungen ausdrücken
zu einigem die fetten Götter
ich habe daß eine bestimmte Prinzessin gehört
es gab ein strangeness auf Ihren Lippen
es gibt Gewinne für alle unsere Verluste

 



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