perjantai 8. joulukuuta 2017

DEATH

What happened to him?
The same that happens to everyone.
One day he was there.
Living, breathing, talking.
A weft in the canvas of the world.
A current in the stream of life.
The next day he was gone.
Erased.
There was no absence.
No unravelling of the canvas.
The stream ran like it had.

08.12.2017

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