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suicide poem

aus mir heraus unwürdig und unbekannt
machen Sie sich nicht Sorgen, daß er rüber sein
es gibt Gewinne für alle unsere Verluste
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
sie in der Schwärzungsversammlung und bitten
nun da ich zu Ihnen abgekühlt bin
aus dem funkelnden Meer heraus
ich habe die stolzesten Sterne gesehen
wenn der rote Slayer denken, slays er

 



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