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[slaapzak]

little person
walking between the leaves
waved colors blink
the sun is in motion
an almighty power strikes

darkness covers us like a dangerous blanket
i m scared, and hide in my underground home
made of wooden bones and grass like hairs
te rabbit is tucking me in and a bat crys my name

no mortal ever saw this part of the sea
this part so endlessly far and tiny
no comfort is found here
only sorrow that you can hear coming trough
evey time the wind moves against you cheeks

if only i could be here every day,
or at least one time more. and i could repeat this feeling.
than i would be in love
having a natural composure, myself reflected in the earth

contemplate