Galerie
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LIGHT DUST
Someone scatters
Light dust from the sky,
Like the snow that covers us
The light changes inside us into the word
That whispers the secret
In which we can be found.
The light dust dances slowly,
The snow covers our hands,
Our sights are rainbows,
And the one who scatters the light
Remains silent.