(07/2018)
Have I ever had this feeling? Maybe.
They say it's the absolute end.
Can't be. I feel so alive, even if I'm not.
I'm finally free.
I can't even think of my sorrow
and pain. All of it, it's over.
Maybe I wanted the old me back.
Maybe I was done being a slave.
And suddenly I see him.
As if he were waiting for me.
The man I wish I'd known,
but have lost before I could live.
He who died for similar sane reasons.
I grab him by the hand.
'Hello granddad.'
He smiles.
JE LEEST
Een lange, lange dag
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