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en maakte zo het woordje mooi onmogelijk)<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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In ouderwetse treinen is ook eenheid.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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die door het raam te zien zijn.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Boeken staan vol van leegte,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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het tanen van moraal en steden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de treurigheid van bouwval. Natuur<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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heeft weinig vormen, landhuis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Kwarts glimmer veldspaat<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Zie verder dan ik zien kan zee<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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langer dan ik blijf. Verdwijn<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zelf zittend op de rots van ooit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tot nooit langer dan de tijd.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Hoger en lager dan ik zingen denken kan<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tonen aanhoudender dan mijn aanwezigheid.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zeg even niets met stem van anders in deze<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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uitgespreide tegenwoordigheid dit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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opwegen tegen graniet water gneis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tussen geboren en verloren raken in<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zeg even niets want zo lang blijft het.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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Over de sloomte en snelheid van meeuwen<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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hahaha uit de hoogte in langzaam<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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voorbijgaan maar ook wel het snelle<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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bemoeiziek gemekker van geiten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ze kunnen zo lang op een plek blijven hangen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dat hun schaduwen op de rotsen plakken.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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In het donkerend uur als de grond nog wel warm,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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alleen zee nog belicht is, spetteren zij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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om de lichtende klip als vonken uit een vuur.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

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Wees blij dat je nog leeft<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en was het wel, maar zong<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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waren er nog en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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conversatie, ik keek en keek<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tot ze verlegen waren<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De vreselijkste beelden, zei hij, laten mij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En de arme dronken Jan,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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