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O white crystal shiver
O snowflake –
here I find you
on this dark winter night.
follow me
O snowflake,
and I will take you home;
you can ride piggyback
on my purple purple coat.
I will admire
your cold hard beauty
before your death
(melting in the warm warm
fireplace of happy memories)
befalls you.
O snowflake –
here I find you
on this dark winter night.
follow me
O snowflake,
and I will take you home;
you can ride piggyback
on my purple purple coat.
I will admire
your cold hard beauty
before your death
(melting in the warm warm
fireplace of happy memories)
befalls you.
Literature
Evolutie_paragraaf 58.2
In een wereld doordrenkt met verderf en terreur scharrelt onze voorouder; de Oetrus Hamsterus.
Trippelend beweegt het zich voort, op zoek naar voedsel om te consumeren. Het jaagt op de Poetus Pompeusoes; een kruising van wat wij nu als een eekhoorn en een stokstaartje beschouwen. Dit diertje heeft de eigenaardige eigenschap dat het in noodsituaties opeens kan vliegen. Zodra het diertje (ter grootte van een gemiddelde vuist) uit de noodsituatie verplaatst is verdwijnen zijn vleugeltjes als sneeuw voor de zon.
Deze eigenschap maakt de Poetus Pompeusoes tot een moeilijke prooi voor de Oetrus Hamsterus. Daardoor is de Oetrus Hamsterus ook spoed
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Intimes Tagebuch - 35 -
Intimes Tagebuch (35)
Da schreibt mir also völlig ungefragt dieser Typ, und was soll ich jetzt damit machen? Ihn blocken, logisch, aber sonst?
……
Was soll ich jetzt damit anfangen? Was will mir der Knabe damit sagen? Dass im Grunde mit seinem nicht mehr so stillschweigenden Einverständnis nun alles okay ist? Dass er, obwohl er ein Höhlenmensch ist, sich nun bemüht, offener zu werden? Und wie nett von ihm, dass er nichts unterbinden will. Sicher will er aber nur weiter mitlesen, was seine Freundin schreibt und was ich so schreibe - natürlich nicht, um sich daran aufzugeilen! Aber er muss informiert sei
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The Problem with False (24)
The Badgerman had come to call on them as they were congregated in the lounging area at the tail end of that week, preparing to meet Pam at the train station. She had gotten herself a ticket, as she had planned, and supposedly done enough research to have an idea of where to go. It had been a week with no sight of or questioning from the Badgerman and he came as company again, without his pad or pen. As he appeared alongside Importune, False groaned and cursed his bad timing, because he very much wanted to share coffee, but both he and Judith had been bullied into viewing Pam’s departure. And what was there to view, he thought? He shoul
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Wow, thank you so much for this beautiful piece. 
The line that really made me blink and reread a couple of times:
you can ride piggyback
on my purple purple coat.
I don't know what it is about that line, really...the imagery in it is just so gorgeous. I love your work, you're a fabulous writer!
I'm gonna submit this to Random Masterpieces in my group
if you don't mind...
The line that really made me blink and reread a couple of times:you can ride piggyback
on my purple purple coat.
I don't know what it is about that line, really...the imagery in it is just so gorgeous. I love your work, you're a fabulous writer!
I'm gonna submit this to Random Masterpieces in my group
if you don't mind...