Do not leave, do not leave the eclipse of you
in my room. Who is looking for you is the sun,
he has no pity on your absence
the sun also finds you in the places
random where you are past,
in the places, you left
and where you are
inadvertently gone
burns and equates
to nothing at all
your fervent day.
Yet it was, no time
its is vanished.
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the thoughts of the soul