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  • Carolin Rechberg


Are your roots still growing

Are they just dormant and will wake up and revive

Or have you capt them

Have you chosen to let the trunk mould

Wither away

Nourished by dust and the illusion of rain


feeding of our memories

Of a dream

seen in the seed born from you and me

A cactus

Inside still lush

With the shell and spikes

Protecting the core

holding on in the changing of colors

In the abyss of a wintering desert in drought

Giving birth to hope that we will live and reign

Not die for a rain which will never come again.

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