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ich ging auf und ab die Straßen
wer den Wind nennen wird
und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
für war mich ein gaunt, ernstes Ratsmitglied
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
ein süß ernster Gedanke
wickeln Sie die Masse im bewölkten Wetter auf
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln

 



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