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Apr 2019
"Don't you think so?" he refused to
let go of his griefs

now i understand the multiplicity of people
from now on i am all so present
for distraction
fighting another
"That is the real one" Red Screams
Red Bursts and all the others
excited politeness. This must be the real one. They
all somehow recognised him

"we must condemn Red
we borrowed and re-
turned. We cannot leave him in the forest

"Come"
on his handkerchief
accompanied by
turns on a road to

Defence no longer
people-less. both looked
angry. both pointed their little finger frust-
rated

to their accomplishments with attention
The one man, found
the other guilty. The other
had a hand and blamed
his Visitor.
Camilla Peeters
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Camilla Peeters  20/F
(20/F)   
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     KM Hanslik and Camilla Peeters
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