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Dec 2019
Something bothers
so I dig,
something others
see as big
might not be
the same for me.

Power lies
somewhere in between
what's not and is
able to and seen.

The why's are not what they might seem,
are not as tall as you might think.
The reason is always on the brink
of defeating purpose in a race,
of being discovered. Yet when you
deem it less in value, all will fall back into place.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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