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die Qual des Habens zu vieler Energie
aus dem tiefen heraus und die Dunkelheit
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
Freund, dessen Lächeln gekommen ist zu sein
ich habe das Rennen gewonnen
Überschreiten durch die huddled und häßlichen Wände
ich liebe mein Leben, aber nicht zu gut
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
im September

 



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