Who could you be when no more light shines in your eyes? Your soul could become a space bit, but too proud to be doomed you carry on your life sat down in between a funny death thought and the orange peels from the last break you took.

Mr Freeze has come back from Iceland. Will she sing again for you?

And if something breaks up in your soul, you are to be a stirrer of the past, something that might never exist again. Some sort of old humanoid, crimsom star lost in the skies.

 © Walter Ruhlmann

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