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Contemplate (An ode to John Lennon and his marvelous Imagine)

by justin-van-weerden

I close my eyes Silently I listen A voice that's vanished That will sound forever The voice that will always slingshot The poetic words Of the nightingale Into the world For a second I start to dream I forget What I saw When my eyes were still open Ik sluit mijn ogen Zwijgend luister ik Een stem die is weggestorven Die voor eeuwig zal klinken         De stem die voor altijd De poëtische woorden                   Van de zanger                                   De lucht inslingerd Even droom ik weg Vergeet ik Wat ik zag Toen mijn ogen nog open waren
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