Day 1345, next door.

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They grew up

in other

parts

and found

each other

~

build

from the same

in difference

forms

~

they can only

stare

at others

warped

reflections

Day 1098, reflections.

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From afar

you look bright, in red

I come closer

to greet

I can’t see

inside

from up here

through reflections

I see

your former

when we do

meet

Nochrisis

Day 982, our graveyard.

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Lost writings, their meaning

on an old machine,

a lost pride.

The last paint, final

it’s value, what’s left

at the end

it is character, that exists

written in awareness,

our graveyard.

Nochrisis

Day 829,windows.

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Countless times people inhaled in this room.

In silence and eyes closed you can imagine,

the thoughts that they have when sitting down,

staring outside through the windows in this house.

 

 

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This is a picture of Paul and Johanna Woxeng, the people that lived here till the 1950s. This picture is taken around 1920.

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This is a picture of  the same window taken today

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