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er würde sogar seinen Witz haben
Sie sind mein Begleiter
seien Sie nicht falsch
Sitzen in seinem Schalthebel, der Ihren Tee wartet
was wir jetzt tut
traurig sprechend
dieses ist der Song von Jugend
lassen Sie das reizende Wortunsaid
wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
ich sehe einen Stern heute abend
im Bereich

 



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