In Eternity
Like a blind man groping
My soul is full of humus, black and charred
Throw the spear into my stomach
Until I'm lying in front of you
Let my blood run black
Fused in the colors of the night
Let it! Until my eyes see bright light
Then! Wish me a mustard seed, which grows
on the edge of a cold river
A place to stop by the spring birds
2018
Original Poetry By @seha76
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