Victor Bauer ... ~ Soul ~ ..

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Victor Bauer ... ~ Soul ~ ..

Archive of 15.10.10



She lives in a network of hundreds of words and weaves of the keys ....
occasional rain loves and hates
false emotions, feelings and words ...
She touches the dark, blind to the touch ...
rarely makes mistakes and hurt ....





When worn out part of the soul,

So you want to change it, as ragged clothes,

To give yourself at least a modicum of hope,

That helps to live in a strange wilderness ...





It would seem that could not be easier -

When the pants tear, change them.

And just as the soul is not replaceable ...

Patches are beaten, sew and kleish,

Trying to stay still by itself ...


And live with patched soul ...

(C)
























































PS Today saw the film "Copying Beethoven," and there was talk behind his back:

- You know, he was a romantic, and then something changed.
- He was deaf.
- Moreover, his soul deaf ...

There you have it ...

I love all who are near ...