Hollow

I am in the sun
talking about
something
or 
nothing 
trying to figure out
why the
summer is suddenly
here
inside of me
is winter 
of course
but I can 
still enjoy 
that beauty around me
Maybe one day

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I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts

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Posted in #blogg100, May 2014, Poem, Poetry

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