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The Challenges of Presence

I find myself in rooms
from undersea Atlantis
of flashbacks full of oxygen bubbles
- clean air is hard to come by
when you're not present

Must find the right door
the only way to drown yourself
to tears flowing from bottom up
The heat wave cracks the right opening
the tingle floats back to the surface

Ghost-like body
filled with fatigue
of the journey

Tomorrow I will wake up (perhaps) better


19/8/2022

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The poems have currently been translated all the way back to October 2016, others will mostly appear in Finnish. My apologies, the process takes quite a long time with this many poems. I hope you can still enjoy the ones that are translated!

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