Dichtergedanken

Dichtergedanken

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Schnell noch ein Gedicht geschrieben, doch auch diese Gedanken wurden nicht vertrieben. Ein Vers noch und ich werd sie los, leider nicht so einfach. Zweite Strophe nächster Versuch, doch auch diese löste nicht den Fluch. Im nächsten werden Worte wahr, Gedanken fast schon glasklar. Da seh ich plötzlich verschiedene Orte, Gedichte schreiben Gedanken in Worte.
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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