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wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich
wie Adler auf hoher Höhe
ich bete nicht für Frieden
ich loathed Sie
geben Sie mich
ich bot sie aller Abschied
ich kann nicht Ihnen jetzt erklären
als weiße Kerze
ich liege am Tabellenberg
Überschreiten durch die huddled und häßlichen Wände
Nobility des Todes wieder
zum leidenschaftlichen Geliebten

 



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