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står nöjd med mitt köp
föreställningar beror
som smältande snö
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bidar tillvaron
framtiden inträffar när
isarna rämnar
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kvistarna brister
några skrämda fiskmåsar
dramatiserar
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vid torgets fontän
centreras ljusets skärpa
från strålkastare
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en avverkad dag
tidsmaskinerna tystnar
sömmar sys samman
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