Identification

fingerprintJag vaknade i morse med en
svag sveda av sorg i mitt bröst –
i nästa ögonblick identifierade
jag känslan och tänkte lättad
“Åh, det är jag!”

I woke up this morning with a tiny
tingling feeling of sadness in my chest.
In next moment I recognized the sense
and relieved, I thought “Oh, it’s me!”

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