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der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
wo ich sollen Sie, finden Sie Sie
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
wenig Park, den ich durch führe
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
sehen Sie das vorläufige

 



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