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I bought a pair of glasses, tinted black, so to speak,
from the optician's range, where you can find a thousand and one different types.
Before a knowledgeable lady offered her services or announced a temporary promotion or advertisement,

I already had the two nose rings in my hand.
The lady was quick to say, "Yes, your choice is very much in fashion.

My thinking had matured over the years. It was a contemporary look in black and white;
Letters on white paper, my organ keys and not forgetting my own experiences;
Even the country's government knows how

A vision in which I do not dig deep. It is either good or bad, perhaps straightforward, but simple.
and supposed to be civil
Years of study preceded it. Every day I flick through
my favourite newspapers, like the Daily Mail.

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The aviary

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I'm not there yet, says the man. His lips are weathered.
I have left so much behind me and had to replace so many mirrors.
The road I walk has many bumps and holes.
There are also castles in the air full of longing and children's eyes that still speak to me freely.
What am I looking for? The years have told me everything.
Countless times my skin has been changed and my hair has gone from blonde to grey to bald.
My story has been changed countless times, the seasons have turned to pale as well.
My spine, too, has been reverently laid to rest, full of believing.
We walk the raked path around the aviary in the garden together, hand in hand.
Watching the fluttering colours and listening to the unintelligible whistles.
We sit and silence the silence. We share the vast simplicity mixed with fragrant scents.
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