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der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
mittlere Vergnügen und Paläste, obwohl wir durchstreifen können
in der LageSEIN, jede Seite jeder Frage zu sehen
ich bilde meinen Abschirmrahmen, aber niemand weiß
Sonne und Wind und Schlag von Meer
Glück
bewiesen im Schimmer in Ihren Augen
der Regen sein rüber und die leuchtende Luft
einfach sprechend
das Swanbestehen
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
der Körper kann begrenzen


 



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