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TO CARRY

Walking through Ullers old property with an old smithy's spill under my shoes.

Traveling back in my mind and seeing a cabin almost hanging on its side.

The hunt and the smile which told me everything before I died right here.


Listening quietly while the birds chirp nearby.

Coldly counting on absolutely nothing.

Climbing down the steep hill.


I possess a strong character,
but I have taken away all my charm.

Only the inner remained;
in its carrying of this invisible stone of meat.




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Publicerad 2026-02-05 11:29



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