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es gab ein strangeness auf Ihren Lippen
neben es gab nie einen Ton das Holz aber eins
schwach-weak-winged Song
mein Sohn ist tot und ich bin gehender Vorhang
ich bete nicht für Frieden
durch das Ufer durch das Meer
blau-schwarze nubian zupfende Orangen
einfach sprechend
ein mit Ihnen
ich habe das Rennen gewonnen

 



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