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dieses ist der Song von Jugend
tat Sie hören überhaupt
meine Mutter unterrichtete mich daĂź jede Nacht
zu, was eine Frau sie geliebt vergleicht
hängen Sie keinen Wreath
die Schwärzung rollt aufwärts
der Duft kam
der Himmel
die auf das Oberseite sagen, daĂź sie Sie, Masse kennen -- sie sind LĂĽgner
umsponnen und gesponnen
möglicherweise ist es gleichgültig, das Sie starben

 



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