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ich bin der Wind, der wavers
voll von den Rissen
stieg und Bernstein war der Sonnenuntergang auf dem Flu
melancholische Tage sind gekommen
Sie sind schn und verblassen
einige windigere Tage
die hypocritic Tage
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben

 



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