mandag 26. mai 2025

what to do?

What to do with this all
Hands and a mind and 
Cultures and maplines 
Created 
There is no truth
Only relativities
I am smelling the dust
From that deep blue corner
That pulls and tugs as hard as can only 
a lonely human
kl.

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