Poezie
Hand
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I turn my head to the left…
The sun is watching me.
To the right, I turn my head…
The moon is watching me.
Beyond the stars\' shoulders,
only my steps
are waiting for me.
My eyes snow.
My legs winter.
I am alone.
I want to write my loneliness
and I am not alone, anymore:
You are my right hand.
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