SouTH BeRLiN – The ghost

“… I have water in my lungs
.
and I became a junkie
.
and an alcoholic
.
you shouldn’t be afraid of me
.
you don’t have to be afraid of me… ”
.
From the fartherst depths of his ethereal cloud,
very slowly,
his words are reaching us.
.
Preceded by his dog, he came in by the first door of the carriage,
he came out by the last one,
like a ghost,
without a single straight look
.
neither from us
nor from him.
.
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.
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