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Jan 2021
With Nana to the big city
the translation tongues in our ear
'Mignoter et manger, pipi, ****

dodo', we understand everything
that tourists are doing here
'Plain easy, isn't it?'

she sighs, satisfied, licking
a rainbow ice-cream
Tiresome uneasy

I think, all those people
I don't belong to them
'Grandma don't you think so:

grown-ups are actually
quite the same
when you hear them talk

because they already know
everything and I do not and
I think that's a lot more fun'
For Marlies Dons

Collection β€œThe light of words”
Zywa
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