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As if I tried to catch the wind

I held out my hands for love, but it seems to me all I caught was wind. My years have run away like sand through my fingers and I now face my last life years and I’m still alone. Oh, … Continue reading

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The Road

              I guess everyone has their own tragedy to live with. It’s always trivial and personal and hardly visible to others. But it’s utterly sore if any by mistake touch it. (Must know it … Continue reading

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(A rose to my) cyber friends

          I go to bed late at night and before I fall asleep I recall the past day – and I ask myself “Is this all there is to my life?” I wake in mornings facing … Continue reading

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Who needs a man when you have a cat?

Han har dragit sig tillbaka och byggt en Trumpsk mur av tystnad och han låter mig betala för den. Två dagar av total tystnad och allt av ljud som har hörts här hemma är kattens spinnande. Hon sover i min … Continue reading

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What can I say? I still miss him

What can I say? I still miss him. The days passes – as in a dream, but I guess this is called “to live”. Muteness spreads in my body – even to my heart. What is, stays the same but … Continue reading

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Walking alone

  People who wishes I should be happy or strive for to be it, annoys me over all limits. I simply can’t stand them or their demands on me to legitimate their banal worldviews. Personal happiness is such an overestimated … Continue reading

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I’ve got the flu but where are you?

        I’ve got the flu but where are you? I’m all alone at home and I tremble with fever and I miss you so badly. You should be with me and make me some herbal tea, have … Continue reading

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On the road again

        Too often I feel I’m on a road going nowhere, and that I’m always judged never good enough to be loved, tears flowing down my body richly as rain in the gutters on neat house walls … Continue reading

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So it’s Monday

              So it’s Monday and you’re back in your deed. I’m still in bed, sleepy thinking how strange someone like you met someone like me. But then I leave bed to make my morning … Continue reading

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When walking alone hand in hand with a friend in mind

          When walking alone but hand in hand with a friend in my mind countryside around my home looks its best whether it’s winter or summer. But I’m always sad. My days gets easier to conquer … Continue reading

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Getting old

On the evening news – a feature about home care service and a short interview with an old gentleman in a wheelchair. He looked nice. Smiling – very likeable. He said he always look forward the visits from the staff … Continue reading

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Ensamheten är beväpnad med kulsprutor

Loneliness is armed with machine guns! (in English below the Swedish text)       Ensamheten är beväpnad med kulsprutor! Efter att långan tid varit beväpnad måste du tala med omsorg, så att du inte avsiktslöst skjuter nå’n. Alltsomoftast skjuter du … Continue reading

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Alone awake in a nightmare

Alone awake in a nightmare I stand in the hall inside my front door and I can hear how it blows up a storm out there In fear, I press the door handle and the door opens – so now … Continue reading

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Cyber friends (A rose on my pillow)

        I go to bed late at night and before I fall asleep I recall the past day – and I ask myself “Is this all there is to my life?” I wake in mornings facing a … Continue reading

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Message in a bottle

      And she took her heart and put it in a bottle and she sent it over the seas and it became lost with the ocean currents. She lives alone now as she did before, her chest aches … Continue reading

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We got a link to love (August Moon)

Summer is for love in Scandinavia, though it has never happened to me, now summer soon will leave and I see the rowans on my yard reddens again and I’m still alone as ever before. I love August moon, so … 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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Without you

                  Well – I have a few around now and then, but they makes me feel lonely. They live in their own places with pictures on walls, saying “I” and “me” and … Continue reading

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I don’t mind to be alone

          I don’t mind to be alone, not really. It can be good. It can be essential. It can be boring, sometimes uninspiring, then walk with dogs playing safe. But I hate that feeling of loneliness … Continue reading

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