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soepstengelEen kouwe klodder op mijn dak zo valt hij rauw uit de hemelsoepstengel
mijn bord is nog maar half gevuld
soep loopt langs zijn lendenen of is dat een biefstuk een regen van groenten
vult mijn blik
de klodder drilt na op mijn tafel de klap is hem fataal had ik maar wat sneller gegeten soepstengel
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we're crashing cars we used to share.
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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An artist must create as often as possible. To cease this task is, to the soul of an artist, as ceasing to breathe.
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