To Nefer
Old friends are saying goodbyes,
not understanding it themselves,
with every tired step they take,
the early turning back they want
us to take. They are leaving,
they are tired, their days
long content sleep on the sofa.
And we are left with the memory
of days that were. The long
years that fall short in our yearning.
19.-22.02.2024
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