FOMO

Laatste gedicht

Ik ben voor de angst gezwicht
Ik sla ‘m achterover
en ik ga naar huis
Het is weer genoeg
Maar het is nog zo vroeg
Zouden ze nog komen, straks
als ik lig te dromen
of te vergeten
dat zelfs jullie het niet weten?

Dust

Playing a dangerous game with words.

EEKWACKWACKWERE

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Wednesday

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The Mountains

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Ogen

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Noisy II

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Maar vrij

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Nightlife

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FOMO

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Extinguished

Playing a dangerous game with words.