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Welt, die unter meiner Hand ändert
wenn ihr Haar wild flaying
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
ich bin alt und blind
meine Mutter twines mich die Roses, die mit Tau naß sind
jenseits schauen
gelebt durch den River-side
voll von den Rissen
sind Sie lebendig?
lassen Sie einen Freudenunterhalt Sie
neben es gab nie einen Ton das Holz aber eins
burly, DösenHumblebiene

 



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