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Departure
I confess is myself its spirit a longing consumed its face that shadows ermattet,
It has moved itself not in the trauma finally its clamps
In the howling jubilation, I recognize await you who breaks me the holy peace; its silent mouth its sleeping breast the desire
(done via online translator)
Departure
I confess is myself its spirit a longing consumed its face that shadows ermattet,
It has moved itself not in the trauma finally its clamps
In the howling jubilation, I recognize await you who breaks me the holy peace; its silent mouth its sleeping breast the desire
(done via online translator)