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ich liebe die alten melodious Lagen
als ich war, lief London ein
Himmel, die sie waren, ashen und nüchtern
ich sah mit geöffneten Augen
hängen Sie keinen Wreath
ich rüttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
welches ich erwähnen möchte

 



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