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ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
ich kann nicht Ihnen jetzt erklären
um Mitternacht
auf und an
winged Schatten, die vorbei fegen
Moonlight tief und zart
meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld
es gibt ein Land voll des Weins
möglicherweise
lassen Sie uns Pity die, denen besser seien Sie weg von, als wir sind

 



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