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die Qual des Habens zu vieler Energie
wenn der rote Slayer denken, slays er
entlang den Bänken
ich loathed Sie
weich weinend
Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
ich gehe hinunter die Gartenwege
wenig Gatter wurde schließlich erreicht
bleiben Sie nicht mehr
gegen die grüne Flamme des Weißdorn-Baums
unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
Freund, dessen Lächeln gekommen ist zu sein

 



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