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ich sah, daß Gott Sie es? bezweifeln
dunkel-eyed
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
schön
liebe Frau
wer den Wind nennen wird
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes
ich liebe die alten melodious Lagen
lassen Sie nicht hören
jenseits schauen
sie hat einen freien Raum, Wind-geschütztes loveliness
ein Sturm fährt auf den Tide
Bewegung Ihres Körpers ist wie Musik

 



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