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Herbert Nehrlich
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The rains are early, animals are happy.
Yet, don't they realise they're seeing tears of angels?
So much to cry about and, oh, so little joy,
those tears may wash away the dust of hatred.
And if we drowned in tears, we would not know
that every dropp has come for us, to wash away
those stains of misery and bloodymindedness.
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