gule blade
falder
i min have
gule blade
med tæt skrevne ord
falder i min have
gule blade
lander som smat-brune
løgne i min have
when
yellow leaves stitched with words falls in my garden
and I'm the secret in a closet - I fall in a yellow stitch
on a leaf as a thought falls on your table in a yellow dress of lies
I fall
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