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nun da ich zu Ihnen abgekühlt bin
lassen Sie einen Freudenunterhalt Sie
und mein Name ist truthful
und breakethbrot nicht mehr
ich bin in das Ödland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
alle werfen die Jahre nieder
warum

 



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