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sainted participants   [nederlands]

hang around me
breathe some life back into me
we will share the pain
if that could be a comfort
to the other attendees

from a great distance
you befool us every day
what you give in the blink of your eyes
squeezes our hearts

you with all those stars
you make us dizzy
if i can ever know
where i'd like to be
somewhere at the end of my rope

DataTime: 2013 sept 27, 23:59 CET
LatestEdit: 2023 dec 22, 12:24 CET
Author: Mulder


 Poetry: Hannah Celsius 

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