A while ago, somebody encouraged me to practice writing more autobiographically to improve the depth of my writing in general. This is what came out of it, but at the time I filed it away. Today I found it again in my writings folder, and I liked it enough to be comfortable publishing it. So enjoy.
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I’m lonely – among thousands of people. I’m smiling – although in my heart I shed...
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Darkness surrounds me.
I am standing here, on a crowded street in a big city, and yet there’s no
light. I can see the people around me, hurrying towards their invisible
goals, destined to remain an eternal mystery to my eyes. I am alone…
everybody is alone in the darkness.
Der alte Mann saß dort, auf seiner Decke vor der Hütte und rauchte seine Pfeife. Ich erinnere mich...
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