Like a blossom-white cloud on the horizon that nobody notices...
... That's how many people live their time.
Like a firm branch at the tree nobody notices...
... That's how many people live their dreams.
Like a grain of sand in the desert that nobody perceives...
... So many people live their end.
(written by KiBLS)
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PoetryMy first e-book which I wrote between 2007 and 2013. The book originally contains 51 poems that were written originally in German and subsequently translated into other languages.
