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dieses Jahr
mittlere Vergnügen und Paläste, obwohl wir durchstreifen können
unter dem Helm des Warriors
dieses ist der Song von Jugend
meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld
in einem alten Raum beleuchtete weich
süsses splendor
innerhalb dieses niedrigen Grabs liegt ein conqueror
geschaukelt in die Aufnahmevorrichtung vom tiefen
ich stand das geöffnete Flügelfenster bereit
im September
truely
Freund, dessen Lächeln gekommen ist zu sein

 



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