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sie in der Schwärzungsversammlung und bitten
in seinem vorsichtigen Zelt
Sie sagen, daß Sie mich lieben
über ihnen alle, unten schauend
meine ganze Liebe für meinen Bonbon
sind sie traurig, die nicht Liebe kennen
warum Sie immer der dort shivering Standplatz tun Sie
weich weinend
Tag ist erfolgt
ich bin eine Frau
wölbte die Flut
sind Sie wach?
wenn ich zurück zu Masse gehe

 



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