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in seinem vorsichtigen Zelt
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
die Berge sind sie leise Völker
in Ihren Armen war ruhige Freude
die Wiese kroch
und mein Name ist truthful
weich jetzt das Licht des Tages
es gab eine Zeit in den ehemaligen Jahren
um Mitternacht
Roses und Gold
die Schwärzung stiehlt die Formen aller Königinnen

 



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