18.5.28
wie ein hagelsturm an einem sommer tag, wie der plötzliche misston in der schönsten melodie...die einen findens scheiße die andern findens stark: genau wie jedes jahr ICH BIN WIEDER DA
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"First they put away the dealers,keep our kids safe and off the street. Then they put away the prostitutes, keep married men cloistered at home. Then they shooed away the bums, then they beat and bashed the queers, turned away asylum-seekers, fed us suspicions and fears. We didn't raise our voice, we didn't make a fuss. It's funny ´cause there was no one left to notice when they came for us."
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