Meike Schrut
The life hid?
Nevertheless, this sounds strangely enough?
What did the life hide from me up to now?
If the life only was the big superego and a person.
It hid, at which confidential place
Grief, love, loneliness, desolation lives
As if are all this only figures
One conjure up
Or can send off just as one likes.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 13.02.2010.
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