You
With tools that need not be known of,
you painted the night garden perfectly still;
With notes that need not be heard of,
you made a masterpiece upon this hill;
With a restless mind that does not cease to wonder,
you keep me questioning what it is like in the life yonder.
(20.07.2025)
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