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In the center of the Milky Way,
Exists a black hole
Equal to 4.3 million suns.
Its gravity so strong,
There is no light.
We stand on the edge,
An event horizon,
Or, the point of no return,
As refugees push out
And we argue about definitions.
Mothers and fathers,
Children,
Who dream of a good Germany,
A Europe with jobs and new homes.
They launch into black holes:
The Aegean Sea,
The Dark Sea,
Floating back in waves,
Absent of light.
We wonder at this hell,
A place of suffering,
And hope for something beyond,
A better place
Where there is love,
There is light,
Light in a Black Hole.
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