feels like i’m never coming out

A poem to ironic to pust on instagram

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The longest route we took – #3 poetry from Holland

rain whenever we leave a door from the inside – it’s Murphy’s law, I think fall into the weather, thought it’s on our side a never ending dream, would be boring to tell that it was sunny throughout didn’t want my life ever to be boring so I guess I have to live with the…

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Lonely with 7 billion people

funny to know that we’re such a tiny piece of the universe we are a glance in the twinkling of Atlas‘ eye no matter for place & time we exist with our problems & struggles never thinking of how minor they are to all the homes we call galaxies & beyond I steer so much…

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Poetry on a ride through Holland #1

He’s the boy who wanted to climb the Oudenkerk (old church) to have the perfect view of the Delftian sunset up there you would have a 360° degrees view over the city that seems more like a village to me He’s the boy who builds lamps out of copper, glue & metal while drinkin‘ Heineken…

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