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met gesloten ogen





















Ik kijk toe met gesloten ogen
hoe je snel je handen dichtslaat
Hoe je ogen de waarheid vertellen
als je haar voelt tintelen op je huid
in de kooi die je net hebt gemaakt
Je luistert, concentreert
Kijkt plots op
en toont trots en met geluk
dat je nu eindelijk begrijpt
wat mijn gedachte wilde vertellen



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