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baby poem

seien Sie in mir als die ewigen Stimmungen
ich stand
schreckliche Wahrheiten diese sind
holen Sie mir weichen Song
und mit dem Summenvogel
hatten er und i aber getroffen
was wir jetzt tut
dieses ist das Schiff der Perle
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand

 



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