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Am I, volatile

Gradually writing less
wanting to act as well
anonymously being

heard and read
nothing else for me
please, no incense

with plumes, I am not sharing
anything thatís mine, I only give
mirror images of life

fed by me, cherished
and let go, parts of
my existence, volatile ó

nothing is mine
only my birthday
with this thought
Amsterdam, April 17th, 2018
Poem 1719
Translation of poem 1718. Ben ik, vluchtig (April 17th, 2018)
Collection  The light of words
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