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ich sagte, ich habe geschlossen mein Herz
zu einigem die fetten Götter
Schatten legen entlang broadway
er war ein hohes junges oysterman
wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt
er wird gegangen
die Qual des Habens zu vieler Energie
Massentravails
drehen Sie mich unten durch die Wiese

 



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