I'm curiosity and knowledge,
I'm desire, mirth and grief,
I'm anger and sadness,
I'm love, lust and jealousy,
fed from many sources;
a vessel, a cistern empty
nay for streams from springs
distant in time and space,
but not in thought, to fill.
07.-09.06.2025
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