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Nobility des Todes wieder
es gibt kein Entweichen durch den Fluß
die kleinen weißen Gebete
in den Hallen des Schlafes wandered Sie vorbei
wir waren nicht viele
holen Sie mir weichen Song
herrlich und schrecklich Ihre Liebe
Bonbon mit Farn und stieg
durch das Ufer durch das Meer
ich habe sie in der Nacht gehört
nehmen Sie meine Bracelets
das endlose, dumme merriment der Sterne
Bruder, bin ich Feuer

 



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