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The door..
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18.1.2013
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the door closes suddenly
drama hates and wails and gropes
for my skin - but I am sleeping
I don't understand everything
and that shall make me happy
I'm a whisper of somebody's wisdom
just whispered again to burn something
a chair belongs to me in heaven somewhere
and an appartment, and laughter, and friends
so I write down my verdict:
world, I am not yours, I am a raindrop
sent from the master to show you greatness.
~
the door closes suddenly
drama hates and wails and gropes
for my skin - but I am sleeping
I don't understand everything
and that shall make me happy
I'm a whisper of somebody's wisdom
just whispered again to burn something
a chair belongs to me in heaven somewhere
and an appartment, and laughter, and friends
so I write down my verdict:
world, I am not yours, I am a raindrop
sent from the master to show you greatness.
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