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ich liebe meine Stunde des Winds und des Lichtes
häufig denke ich an die schöne Stadt
truely
wenn der rote Slayer denken, slays er
sie können von der Liebe in einem Häuschen sprechen
vor langer Zeit im jungen Moonlight
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
meine Seele geht in den gorgeous Sachen plattiert

 



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