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meine zutreffende Liebe von ihrem Kissen stieg
umsponnen und gesponnen
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
durch die rude Brücke
mittlere Vergnügen und Paläste, obwohl wir durchstreifen können
gloom
haben Sie gesehenes Gehen durch das Dorf
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit

 



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