Sunday 21 February 2021

Klaus Høeck: 'My Heart', p. 445


     i play things all ex

tremely coOl though everything's

     at stAke the whole tiMe


     and DurinG the few 

moments (very few) that mean

     nothing at all i


     am bushy tailed and

raring to go - which is a

     bit strange in a way


     but the converse on

the other hand would be quite


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