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Jul 2019
From heaven
fast dots diving
to a no man's land

discarded without wings
soft bags, chairs
hard metal, limbs
my heart too

stands still
in disbelief
yet there is a patent leather shoe
yet I read unfolded lives

my blurred eyes
and my mouth full of thoughts
ask for words
for the emptiness

This far too big event
on an ordinary day
extends beyond the horizon
Written on July 20th, 2014

Collection “BloodTrunk”
Zywa
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Zywa
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   TheIdleOwl
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