Monthly Archives: April 2015

A day goes to rest / En dag går till vila

En dag går till vila, kommer aldrig åter och inte heller du och saknaden efter dig vilar nu i sorgens lugna famn. Glömma är en lång resa. A day goes to rest and will never come back and nor will … Continue reading

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It seems like you never knew me

It seems like you never knew me and as if you never understood me either. And you were worried about me and you wanted to change me, for my own good. And you hit a brick wall with me. You … Continue reading

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Doors in life

          I You’re always told – “when one door closes, another opens”. You just have to open your eyes to see this newly opened door and don’t become stuck in your past. So it is said. … Continue reading

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Walking my right foot (living with chronic pains)

I like walks. And I have never been able to be in a room full of loud and chattering people, without feeling uncomfortable and wanting to just walk away. And I have done that. I have walked my own ways. … Continue reading

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A nymph under influence

In old times supernatural beings were a vivid part of humans’ beliefs. But a human had to be very cautious in contact with any of this creatures, since those often alluring beings had the power to twist a human’s head … Continue reading

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I’m leaving for Berlin

I’m leaving for Berlin, not because it’s my desire to go there, but because I on the highroad to my Dreamland lost my heart and it fell in a ditch, not and never to be found again. I’m leaving for … Continue reading

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