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Material des Mondes
ich denke sie gerades herrliches
ich bin in das Ă–dland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
geben Sie mich
ich kann nicht seinem greatness immer glauben
ein Nebel fuhr unten
ein Schimmer des Goldes in gloom und Grau
dieser merkwĂĽrdige Begleiter kam auf shuffling FĂĽĂźe
meine ganze Liebe fĂĽr meinen Bonbon
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
haben wir keine Schande?
Welt, die unter meiner Hand ändert
das Kind, das weg Blatt nach Blatt warf
ich sagte

 



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