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Everything, Everything I Owned
Everything, everything I owned
was yours more than mine.
Everything I most dearly wanted
was yours, yours, yours.
I told you out loud
what no-one else in the world knew.
On endless paths
were you my solitude.
I lay awake at night
and thought nothing,
breathed, I felt you, you.
You were all around.
Lifeless is life,
when you are not there.
The world is an immense shell,
which has no core.
~Author: Karin Boye ~
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