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The world holds its breath
And thunder roars
And the lightning erupts
On a tumultuous city
Where wrongs have made
a beautiful right.
There's a hole in the ground
Where the books might be saved
And a hole in the sky
where a mother and her son
Sit dark in their marble
And bright in their love
and all of their loss
By the Brandenburg gate
Shining green
under the linden light

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