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alter Wein zum Trinken
wenn ich sehr sicher war
drei Tage hörte ich sie, sich Sorgen zu machen, wann ich absolut lege
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
wie er wer Geist in der Flamme des Mittages
melancholische Tage sind gekommen
jenseits schauen
es gibt kein Entweichen durch den Fluß
wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich

 



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