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und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
unter dem Helm des Warriors
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
Tochter, thoukunst kommen zu sterben
sie limps mit dem Anhalten des schmerzlichen Schrittes

 



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