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Herman Düne After Y2K

here ? A walk through the cold Struck down by hunger and the light Of your room at night, can I trust the light? When I am gone after Y2K because of

hide here ? A walk through the cold Struck down by hunger and the light Of your room at night, can I trust the light? When I am gone after Y2K because

i hide here? a walk through the cold struck down by hunger and the light of your room at night can i trust the light? when i am not gone after year 2000

i hide here? a walk through the cold struck down by hunger and the light of your room at night can i trust the light? when i am not gone after year 2000