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Monday 14 April 2014

words for home

one of the things i miss most about being in germany is speaking german. i have always been a lover of language and of german in particular, and whenever i am here to visit, when i am immersed in this beautiful language i find myself after a few days with my head full of words and verses and so i wrote this poem. for those of you who might not speak german: it is a poem about origins, about belonging and words and what they can change.

hope you all have a beautiful day!




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