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Feb 28
Write a wish on on a balloon
Here's a pen; do you hear me?
The storm is raging through the room
Take the balloon and write on it
How long this storm is raging
I can't see you; sand is everywhere
The sand is burning on the skin
It's hot!

Do you hear me? Take a balloon
Write a wish on it
Where are you?
I hate shouting!
You're close to me; I feel it
The balloons are in the garden
Remaining from yesterday
When was yesterday?
Do you hear me? I feel your closeness
Long since I felt something

The sand is raging through the room
Without a break's mercy
I don't need any help! From nobody
Merciless lone fighter
I do wish for something: Your voice
Do you hear me? I feel your breath
The sand is ripping through the parquet
My house is empty
I remain in solitude
A grinning belt head
That's how I turned into memories

Do you hear me? I feel your voice
The Sandstorm
Max Neumann
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Max Neumann  M/Inner Shelter
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