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So while the days move slowly And the sun had it´s way crossing the sky I forgot Like the rest of us Why I live here I did not enjoy The purple morning Or the white daylight Nor did I

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Posted in Poem, Black, #blogg100, Poetry, Easter, metamorphosis, 2017

The island

Closing all my senses For the obvious I acted like a fool Only to realize it Afterwards Thus works the subconscious And I only watch the disaster From afar, safe but sad on the shores of my lonely island

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Posted in #blogg100, 2017, failure, Poem, Poetry


Poem to life, travel  We waited,and waited in vainno one cameIt were just usWith our intentionto do good workThat no one wantedto haveWe give and givebut what does it matterWe are all lost anyway The snow is still hereand the winter Soon

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Posted in #blogg100, Black, March 2014, Poem, Poetry