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How long, O land of Poets and Thinkers, how long?

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good to take out cheerful, innocent, open-minded children from a healthy, intact family bond with an early morning police raid.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good for children who were torn from intact families to close them consistently off from their parents.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good that these children may only get one letter from their friends per week.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good, siblings, which have grown up in a warm harmonious environment with their parents in a renewed raid brutally to separate from one another and their mothers.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good to suddenly tear away babies from their mothers early in the morning  to suspend a ban on contact for weeks.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good that the parents may see their children every few weeks for 1.5 hours.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good that this is all completely lawfully happening under German law.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good that the children slowly become alienated from their parents.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good not to let the children against their explicit request go back to her parents.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the firm conviction that it is good that these children now are studying in public schools, that it is good that such measures are good.

Sometimes I try to understand how long you have to study to come to the conviction that it is good, to simply turn away the head again and pretend as if it does not concern you.

Is this the result of study or is it an experiment?

How long a child’s soul can withstand something like this?

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