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burly, DösenHumblebiene
Sonne trat unten von seinem goldenen Throne
die Masse hält etwas Erschütterungsgehen
entlang den Bänken
als es
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
die hypocritic Tage
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
obwohl ich wenig als alle kleinen Sachen bin
warum Sie immer der dort shivering Standplatz tun Sie
Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
alle werfen die Jahre nieder
eine sehr bemerkenswerte Geschichte dieses ist

 



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