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Ein kleines, englisches Stück. Die Idee kam beim Lesen von To Ubukata's Mardock-Trilogie. Zum Verständnis beitragen kann Wikipedia.

Without a requiem,
never born,
twisted fate
the roses thorn.

Struggled like
a unicorn
raped to death
with broken horn.

And alive
you've never been,
sunshine dust
you've never seen.

All your dreams
they took away,
still you hope
that you might stay.

And now,
when everything's too late,
can you say "yes"
to your fate?

Or will you still
be full of hate,
when they serve you
on the plate?