sketches from life & clips of dreams

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around midnight
disrupting the silence
an old keyboard
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Sunday afternoon
playing with the leaves
a gummy toy
~
last day of July
dreamy clouds vanished
by the setting sun

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pero

secret messages
locked in the seaweed
oh, wishful thinking

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silent sea

my gaze follows

a seagull that leaves

following a ship that leaves

following a call of the old port

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Neither the first nor the last time, unnecessary wasting of words. I’m locking the door and turning toward the interior of an empty room. In a dark, I’m searching for the path to bed, although I passed there so many times that I could cope with it without the signposts.

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Night without a voice. As if the whole Universe had melted into the silence. Occasionally, a sound of wheels somewhere in the distance. There’s no whisper of waves, nor a breath of wind. Nothing. Just me and a joy of my neglected keyboard. She missed me.

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