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ich loathed Sie
gebildet vom loveliness alleine
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
eine Feder des Stahls
ruhig mit reverance, im Awe
wenn ich gekonnt hatte, Enge ein Gefängnis Liebe ist
über ihnen alle, unten schauend
da ich der Richtung des Todes geglaubt habe
schauen Sie heraus nach den Sternen, meine Liebe
Schlaf süß in Ihren humble Gräbern
alle beruhigen entlang dem potomac
achtzig Jahre haben und mehr überschritten

 



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