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maanantai 2. kesäkuuta 2014

And there is no alternative




It was a cloudy dark day, 
when I met you. 
I said to the sun, the 
impresses me so. 
You taught me a hermit, 
to accept my love 
the world. 

When you meet a human, 
you see it right away, 
flashes of sparkle, drums 
shaking. Hands sweat, 
and must play the calm before the 
in the middle of a tornado. 
If you wish to quickly 
open the way to the nearest 
place of safety. 

And no alternative, 
I breathe, butterflies 
dancing with a tarantula on my stomach. 
I play a deaf and mute, 
invisible that nobody likes.

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