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I fell for a while in the empty ... in the nothingness ... And I realized that my love and freedom were somewhere in the infinite space outside the circle ... the silent, unspoken words ... discrepancies and unfulfilled dreams ... I want to have the soul, which I put every morning in a salt pan, to reach for more bread. Let me salt alien wounds while waiting for the hungry ... And to tell you: Be healthy and blessed!