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ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
von unseren versteckten Plätzen
wenn die Stunden des Tages numeriert werden
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben
meine sorge, wenn sie hier mit mir ist
Sonne trat unten von seinem goldenen Throne
in Ihrem Flug
in seinem vorsichtigen Zelt
als ich am Sonnenuntergang zurückkam
stieg und Bernstein war der Sonnenuntergang auf dem Fluß
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
Nobility des Todes wieder
weich als das Bett in der Masse

 



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