largo moderato


the world is what it was
that one plus the new one
opened before me
gliding over borders

it felt itself too narrow
the one I – why bother
‘t was not enough for me
eather, the world I knew

and now it is quite large
I love to run those ways
scattered just like rays

I can’t keep it in charge


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