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ich mag es
unsere angenehmen Momente fliegen
ein Dichter, nachdem den Zaum seine Zunge entfernt habend
ich schleuderte meine Seele zur Luft wie einem Falkefliegen
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
wickeln Sie die Masse im bewölkten Wetter auf
zum leidenschaftlichen Geliebten
geben Sie mich

 



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