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[hobbit_kruemel]

You fill me up.
Right to the edge.
Fill me up till no more room is left.
Empty me out.

I talked to you longer
than I had planned
because I wanted
to hear your voice
a little longer.

Call me again
Again again again
I won't mind
If you had nothing to say
And just went on

I like it
to hear your voice become sad
I like
to hear the abyss come closer
I love
to feel your grey, grey empty fields

A touch of oblivion
Our ID for these days
A touch of salvation
A touch of ... boing?