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marriage poem

und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
meine ganze Liebe für meinen Bonbon
die Sonne ist oben
ich hatte einen Traum und ich wachte mit ihm auf
einfach sprechend
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
in allen Sachen gesprochen nicht von
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt

 



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