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An Angel Appeared to Franz Kafka

A child was born
the slimmest hope
his DNA a match for all
and peace at the root.

A bond of knowing flows through the blood:
all caged are free
umbilical is cut
brotherhood is family matter.

What? You have not been told?
Where is the rascal Kafka?
He was sent to tell you.

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