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woensdag 6 december 2006

For Sara

I saw a girl lying down
no surfing on the couch
without words, no words allowed
then such as good night
the morning not far away
would bring a different world
enriched with new names
new games, new friendship

I saw a girl wandering off
her backpack packed
with words, with poems
on a mission, such a mission
not to be seen before
and likely not so soon after
to be done once again

I saw myself standing
wondering why I kept doing so
I went inside my home
my shelter underneath my roof
shared with many strangers
and I wrote a letter
to each one of them

now, I follow a girl
making my own footprints