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an einem warmen frühlingsnachmittag lieben wir nahe bei den pferden im grünen gras verrinnt die zeit zu null entschläft die raupe dann i...
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For centuries In the purple city Highest harmony The misery of power. Substitute for the soul. Highest surveillance highest annihilation hi...
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monsieur what are those radio words? I suggest that you come to my studio next Friday and we can choose the colours. I really want to put th...
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"Monsieur, what a glory to be with you this morning. Look at the way heaven is looking at us." ...