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Chronicles

I grew older and so many beautiful faces stayed invisible. I became
conscious when your crimson hands lost hide and seek. Your crimes made
me cry. Your crimes let them die. There will never be a blooming
flower on their graves. Rather a withering one. Where is your empathy?
Where is your compassion? „They are not only in the world. They are
aware of it“ and you're acting like a knife thrower without any
skills. Will you keep on throwing? „So good luck on the road for that
your mission fails.“ They are one of a kind. Like every you and
me. „Always searching for the solution to belong to the others. Always
on the road. Alone. That is not as bad and sad as it sounds but it's
true and the destiny of somebody who is one of a kind.“ Lay your hand
on their chests. Feel the beat and listen to the songs every single heart will sing.

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