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schepsel van de nacht
adembenemend
houd je me wakker
je kriebelt, plaagt
hebt me in je macht
tot ik niet anders kan
dan overgeven
uitgeput rusten
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je verstoort mijn luchtspiegeling
grijpt met je gladde kladden
naar mijn zwoegende borst
ik scheur – laat me los
ga ergens anders slijmen
monster
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afbeelding: Sir Meets World
DOLDRIEST 
Oh I love that sketch .. hehe so funny, did you make it yourself? .. I am not able to read all you wrote but I will be back 😀 Hugs and thanks for all dear friend ( PS: Came here from the blog “All Over The World” of mine thihi)
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Hi Mariane 🙂 No, I didn’t make that myself, I can’t draw a thing. I searched for a ‘slime monster’ on the internet, since it’s making me ill for two weeks already.That’s what the poem is about, I told it to go away. And finally it is responding.
Warmest hugs back, thanks for visiting!
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