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Sonntags wort: Fußspuren in der Wüste lebt

Nicht jeder kann die Fußspuren in der Wüste erkennen
Nur die, die vorher gefragt haben, wissen, dass
Du kannst dein Ziel nicht ohne sie erreichen
Nur du bist bei deinen Vorfahren. Würdest du deinen Weg alleine finden?
Wer sich im Sand verirrt, findet alles.(se/nz)

Lost poem for Sunday, found Tuesday: May the lambs be silent

The lambs artists doers would have no time and no sense of time
because they are blessed with many curses,
of many mishaps they are always behind here and there, no own clock has sounded, everything is and remains soundless time
and even with the judgment apostles do not know where they stand, at times
the circling clocks conscious subjects
they cannot stand to eliminate other issues
always fail straight, continue or stand still
the dangers are presented on the roadmap, previous knowledge is not sufficient.
new beginning. all the graceful calm souls in present with long term is a capital remains visible. who inherits inherits(se/nz)