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folglich kann ich nicht
der Duft kam
weiße Schaumgummiblume, rote Flammeblume
meine zutreffende Liebe von ihrem Kissen stieg
von Song und Traum für überhaupt gegangen
die hypocritic Tage
ich liebe, eine Weile weg zu stehlen
ich bin der Wind, der wavers
Welt, die unter meiner Hand ändert
ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden
durch die rude Brücke
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
ich bin fevered
als Meer-Winde unsere Solitudes durchbohrten

 



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