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How many times have I tried to see. How many times have I tried to see you. And yet I didn’t manage to escape myself. Whereby, escape is a very harsh word in this context, because if I should actually succeed in escaping myself, like the persecuted her persecutor, if it were possible to hide …

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Immerse in water to get dry. We could love each other when we are tired of hating. The wind frees us from indolence. Two men in white came down the dock. He was still there. Sat there and stared into the water. No blink of an eye seemed to break his gaze. We always only …

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It was still a wonderful night, open and clear, but I couldn’t see it anymore. There was a meeting I didn’t know about and an exchange that I didn’t think had happened and now a threat that I wasn’t even aware of. In my mind’s eye I saw an island appear in Provence, where I …

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Openness and clarity lay in that night too. Nothing was determined. Anything was possible. Ordinary and absurd, and of course everything in between. “I’ve been looking for you for so long. Why did you hide from me?”, He said straight to me when he came into this openness and clarity of one night. „I am …

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What to expect is nothing compared to what we are able to recognize and yet shy away from. If you break down, it’s not just because you give up, because you are completely drained and exhausted, from the constant rushing and rushing away, not just because what is missing hurts you, and that’s more than …

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From day to day, Alexander fell heavily to go to school. The mere avoidance of his classmates had meanwhile changed into open refusal. Chicanery and malice were the order of the day. He found support with his family and he did not have the opportunity to move to another school. More and more, he embraced …

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