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lassen Sie uns errichten
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes
er kam mich durch die Hand nehmen
wenn ich gekonnt hatte, Enge ein Gefängnis Liebe ist
ich hatte einen Traum und ich wachte mit ihm auf
die Wiese kroch

 



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