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ich stehe im kalten grauen Wetter
hängen Sie keinen Wreath
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
ich ging auf und ab die Straßen
eine sehr bemerkenswerte Geschichte dieses ist
aber alas, gerade Träume

 



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