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ich stand
sehen Sie, von dieser Flschung von ihm
wenn ich gekonnt hatte, Enge ein Gefngnis Liebe ist
von unseren versteckten Pltzen
wir waren nicht viele
ich liebe meine Stunde des Winds und des Lichtes
zum leidenschaftlichen Geliebten
bleiben Sie nicht mehr

 



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