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My head is full of poetry. But never can I set it free. The words they dance and twirl around. Yet never can I get them out. Just now I catch a word to write. The sentences they do resist. If only I could end this fight. To go and rest in this dark night. It seems the battle never ends. No matter what I try, my friends. So in the end I let it go.
Just a few words about feelings. On August 31, 2010 by silberhimmel. On July 30, 2009 by silberhimmel. Es gibt kein grau in dieser schwarz-weißen Welt. Es gibt kein aber und kein was wäre wenn,. Es gibt kein wir und kein uns. Und kein morgen und danach. Selbst heute ist schon längst. Zähle ich noch die Sterne. Aber ich will nicht mehr wissen,.
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The trees have shed their summer cloak. Where, as we walk to our house,. In meinen Augen brennt noch. Die Nacht bröckelt schon an den Rändern. Wenn der Zug nach Süden. Die Bäume und der Turm.
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Words form the thread on which we string our experiences. They call it, but it must be great, tremendous, to give birth to us as it kills us.
When did that happen? And how do we make it stop? Perjantai 7. Loma päättyy vaikkei kenkään sois, kesäloma viedään pois pois pois. Pohjoisen reissukin oli ja meni, ja aivan mahtava reissu olikin. Muuten tuo reissu meni oleskellessa kahdessa eri paikassa, meidän kesäpaik.
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