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The wagon had fallen into the abyss, hit and splintered, shattered. I had closed my eyes, let myself fall into the seemingly inevitable, in the silent expectation that the same would happen to me, but when the bang had died down and calm returned, I still felt whole. Something must have slowed my fall, prevented …

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Clouds had pushed themselves in front of the moon, deep, dark clouds, so that I could hardly see you anymore. Darkness, pitch-black darkness even superimposed the gray, took away the nuances even from this. But I felt that you were looking at me, intensely and demanding.

You had left the rain behind you and came the next night even though the sun had dried everything up. I didn’t ask for an explanation, just glad you were there to continue.

These injuries are memorable, externally and internally, accompany and shape us. It’s just a question of how we deal with them, but also how our environment responds. With Mark, people tried to avoid him as much as possible. As dangerous as he looked, he must have been. With the absolute certainty of the prejudices, they …

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If I had not practically run into you, but had seen you in time, I would have hid myself in some cabin or shop that you would not go to, like one of those masking and beautifying stores, but I could not save myself, I was probably also inattentive. Shopping centers are not a place …

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„Just an hour!“, I thought, „Then you’re home and I have not even started cooking.“ As always at the last minute, I broke away from my job and began to prepare everything in the kitchen I needed to prepare an evening meal to feed a poor, tired man. „Shit, no rice there.“ Another look at …

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It was a gray autumn day when my dog drew my attention to him. He sat in the grass, yelling disgruntled. At least it sounded disgruntled to me. My bitch stood by, curious, but also a little anxious. She wanted to go closer, but did not really dare. That’s why she kept her neck as …

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Hedgehogs are cute. There is a far-reaching consensus about this. It’s hard to say what that is. Probably it’s the funny proportions, with the broad body resting on seemingly too short legs. But it could also be the type of locomotion that brought him this status. In any case, the spines are very sharp, as …

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It was early morning when we found her, a small, white ball of wool with short, speckled ears that sat in the grass and did not run away. A rabbit. But why did not she run away? Why did not she even try to run away? After rabbit type. Carefully we picked her up. She …

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I had slept for a long time, on this fourth Advent day. I fell asleep out of my room, went through the living room into the kitchen, but far and wide no trace of Jesus and Mary. A look out of the window showed me that it had cleared up and the rain had retreated, …

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