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ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
wenn ein Brief für Freiheit erfolgt ist
Hinausschieben, vainly kämpfend
vor drei Jahren heute
mit den meek, braunen Augen
Roses und Gold
Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
tun Sie die Jungen und Mädchen gehen noch
wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich
ich halte Ihr Herz
es gab eine Zeit in den ehemaligen Jahren
für dann außen

 



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