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meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daß jede Nacht
innerhalb dieses niedrigen Grabs liegt ein conqueror
in Ihren Armen war ruhige Freude
und wie Sie Traum der Sitzung konnten
unten gekommen an der Dämmerung von den windless Hügeln
da ich der Richtung des Todes geglaubt habe
ich wundere manchmal, mich wenn es wirklich zutreffend ist
sie sprengte fierce Wein

 



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