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At the end of time
I will be the last to breathe, I will claim what’s mine, May it all be pain and grief. Heal this only, heal this holy World in me. My father’s a pigeon, My mother’s a tree, The earth is my religion, My own aim is to be free. Break these heavy, break these aching Chains for me. Eyes won’t cry forever, Ears won’t hear you pray. You won’t find the truth, no, never, Do what must and come what may. Tell the only, tell the holy Word to me. Crawling thoughts torment me, Dreams of what is true and real Longing deep inside me, Soul’s remains I want to feel. Save my only, save my lonely Soul for me. Take a leaf out of your book, Make it new and strong. In my hands the world I took, Now they tell me I was wrong. Take this ugly, take this jolly Lie from me. Like blood tastes the black ground, Like smoke, this ancient tree, Like a noise, this nature’s sound, Clean this home and set it free. Save the only, save the holy Home, please. Julia Kretsch 28 December 1996 Constanta
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