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Tochter, thoukunst kommen zu sterben
es gibt Gewinne fr alle unsere Verluste
achtzig Jahre haben und mehr berschritten
das kleine mitfhlende, getragen, Lachengesichter
drei Tage hrte ich sie, sich Sorgen zu machen, wann ich absolut lege
eine Feder des Stahls
Bruder, bin ich Feuer

 



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