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Sie sind schön und verblassen
für Wahrheit für Liebe
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
diese alte silberne Schüssel von meinen
mit dem Sonnenuntergang
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
ein kleiner Pfirsich im Obstgarten wuchs
nehmen Sie meine Bracelets

 



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