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| Around His Neck As Her Heart was Burning Waves Crashing Because of My Name In the Land of Forgetfulness My Mother was Blond Thanks to the Question The King also Thirsted for Love With a White Donkey Go to the mountains Here My time is short A fine house A little girl of six The lost man Joy gives me open horizons Father of many gentiles And after the Destruction the sorrow of his grief |
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