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the god of dreams sent me a sign
and i felt homesick
and from his point of view
there was no rescue
no single word, no single cry
was sending sounding any lie
unhappy danger...

and no response at all
fields of despair
her influence on me was like...
hilarious, my loneliness...
left strong impression on me
my father, my brother
were teaching me
the hard, sad school
of tragedy, oh tragedy
when left alone...
»get in touch with me«
(her mercy-cry)
(after all those years)
but far too late
or far too soon
and then she kissed her
her only love
and i feel homesick
and then she kissed her...

(Pia Lund)