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drei Tage hörte ich sie, sich Sorgen zu machen, wann ich absolut lege
ich bilde meinen Abschirmrahmen, aber niemand weiß
Material des Mondes
sie sprengte fierce Wein
tat Sie hören überhaupt
glänzt das letzte Alter, das folgende mit Hoffnung wird gesehen
ich bildete ein Versprechen einmal, eins nur
wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt
ich liebte eine Frau

 



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