my hood, lass dich nicht von sprachtod ausstechen!
und pass auf in der neckarstadt!
ich will dich am stück wieder haben..
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Was ich lese:
Perhaps it's done already, perhaps they have said me already, perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story, that would surprise me, if it opens, it will be I, it will be the silence, where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on. (Beckett)
Fin, 8. Februar 2010
my hood, lass dich nicht von sprachtod ausstechen!
und pass auf in der neckarstadt!
ich will dich am stück wieder haben..