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it’s when yo begin to yell at things – spoons, shoes, umbrellas – falling, lying in the way …

in the

dream

too

                    that’s

                    the sad part

everything

’s

                     you choose

                     your own

an

altar

                     echo chamber

.

det’ når du begynder at råbe ad ting – skeer, sko, paraplyer – der falder, ligger i vejen …

også

i drømmen

                    det’ den

                    triste del

er

alt

                   du vælger

                   dit eget

et alter

                   ekkokammer