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entlang den Bänken
ich loathed Sie
als es
wir, die standen
ich bildete ein Versprechen einmal, eins nur
unter dusky Lorbeerblatt
dieses ist der Song von Jugend
ich verachte meine Freunde mehr als Sie
ich sagte
schön
unter den Bergen wandered ich
Frau vermißte viel, wie Sie zu mir benennen, Anruf zu mir

 



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