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Jan 2022
Only later I could
play without acting
play the leading role
in my life, my destiny

presorted or coincidental
bad luck on the inside
of my desirable body
loved

without lasting interest
in me, my presence
my desirous spirit
that lay awake

from them, their dreams
which I could not follow
which spurned me
afraid

of the effort that it takes
to change and
not to continue to press
the bruises
For Maria Godschalk #156

Collection "Freend"
Zywa
Written by
Zywa
185
   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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