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I'm homeless without your hands, roaming through the fields -- There is snow coming.
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Jul 23, 2024
Jul 23, 2024 at 3:48 AM UTC
[ I'm homeless without ]
I'm homeless without your hands, roaming through the fields -- There is snow coming.
Poem "Huset og hendene" ("House and hands", 1985, Rolf Jacobsen) Collection "VacantVoid"
#missing#widower
Zywa
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Zywa
Amsterdam
Jul 23, 2024
Jul 23, 2024 at 3:48 AM UTC
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