Those who sparkles like sodastreamed water
Those who stays at the horisont, just watching
Those who cries, filterless
Those who disappears along the way, the path of gravel
Those who forgot the past, behind closed curtains
Those who had to high hopes
Those who yelled their frustration out – in the night
Those who left footprints in the clay – uneven

… After the escape from that view.

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