The angel attacked,
my blood dripped into the snow --
till the sun came up.
De engel viel aan,
Der Engel griff an,
mijn bloed drupte in de sneeuw --
mein Blut tropfte in den Schnee --
tot de zon opkwam.
bis Sonnenaufgang.
Poem H3407
Amsterdam, 2022-08-09
The colours of Anna (Sander Kollaard)
Novel "De kleuren van Anna", § Red
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No wonder
Keyword
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Life: effort
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Kollaard, Sander
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