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My blood, mixes with soil,a trembling toiling haze. The flood marks all receding, choking and heaving I layI climb up on the bluff, to see what my eyes can see. Tall growing Trees as I fall asleepI dream, far in the distance, out through the forests I'll find. A scar, litters my vision, a point of decision entwinedI start toward the east, a tangle of debris. Grabs and cuts my knees I stumble through the trees Aus Songtexte Mania