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drei Tage hörte ich sie, sich Sorgen zu machen, wann ich absolut lege
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
dieses ist das Arsenal
eine Feder des Stahls
auf und ab geht ihn
unter den Bergen wandered ich
bleiben Sie nicht mehr
liebe Frau

 



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