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Literature Text
Longing comes in winter
– in summer the wood no longer
needs to be
chopped up
and laid adjacent to “home”
in summer he does not need to be
here anymore
in summer he leaves a guitar
and his heart behind
he leaves that place
that place where longing was
– insatiable
that place where longing
could sometimes go away, in
wisps from his body, in
light-touch answer
brushes against his hair
go away
In summer, he goes
we cannot bring him back
more, of questions
in a single mind,
than in god
than of the world
Sink or swim
Greed is to love as fish are to something
Love
he's a vagabond
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