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die Qual des Habens zu vieler Energie
letzter Mitternacht
ich bete nicht fĂĽr Frieden
meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naĂź sind
in den mournful Zahlen
ich bin alt und blind
neben es gab nie einen Ton das Holz aber eins
in ihren zackigen regimentals

 



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