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wir, die standen
ich loathed Sie
diese Herzen wurden von den menschlichen Freuden und Obacht gesponnen
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
wir legen
was wir jetzt tut
Bruder, bin ich Feuer
der Geruch von stieg so falsch, die zutreffenden Dornen so
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
einige windigere Tage
hören Sie

 



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