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Beyond
beyond the church there is god
in my mother`s hands
in my father`s eternal pipe
in the sunrays going through the window
beyond the shrine there is god
in the women`s womb
in wings drawn by children
in coffee steam
reaching the heavy attic wood
everywhere there is god
in your steps towards me
in each sunrise and sunset
in snowed rooftops
and there is now
now when god can not be found anywhere
not in the doorstep
not in the woods burning in the stove
not even in your steps away form us
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