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Sep 2016
Unreal it seemed, I'd do the same
just to see their affection. They came,
lined up as friends or family. I went,
when others weren't looking.

Little dots of light and energy, ready
to be little dots in some place new,
spreading their light and energy
and dottiness and the love they grew.

I wish to be a dot one day
but I have years to come.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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