It Is Really You
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Herbert Nehrlich
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Tear out the stuffing of your soul
it needs not healing but more pain.
Who says forgive the devil's deeds
has never felt self-pity's needs.
They flash the book at you, my friend
and urge you turn the other cheek.
It will be more in tune with peace
if you will go and join the meek.
Pink faces, warm with gentle smiles
will nod, encouragingly so,
while sweeping guilty dust aside
it leaves you just one choice. To go.
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