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31 May 2011

Letter to Those Who Went

That day I wished for death
Because we were happy
I thought - I made you happy
And I thought what now? Death: a possibility

The call doesn’t come to me any more
Celebrations don’t take place any longer
Those who knew what was in my mind
without hearing a spoken word, have left me for good 

Because that day when I wished
I reached out to a conception that lay beyond
my comprehension and imagination
I feel now - it set events in motion

Now all that is left is me
like a lone survivor in an island in the middle of a sea
That day though I was not alone
I wonder now whether I’ll see you if I go where you’ve gone