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ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
mein Sohn ist tot und ich bin gehender Vorhang
wenig Gatter wurde schließlich erreicht
gegangen die drei, jene seltenen Schwestern
wenn ich gekonnt hatte, Enge ein Gefängnis Liebe ist

 



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