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ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
gibt es jedes dort
sehen Sie das vorläufige
als ich ein Junge an der Hochschule war
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
ich singe Ihnen
schreckliche Wahrheiten diese sind
wie das Glätten fällt
ich sagte

 



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