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this is not the final destination

It is dark where our souls rest.

It is bright where they danced.

Tears go by.

Hearts stay dry.

Never alone.

We are all connected.

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Posted on 2019-08-09 by Philipp Tautz (otherSmallCities) This entry was posted in poetry. Bookmark the permalink.

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