{"id":301502,"date":"1984-01-01T00:00:58","date_gmt":"1983-12-31T23:00:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/cees-sandersin-de-luwte-van-eros\/"},"modified":"2021-06-04T15:06:13","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T14:06:13","slug":"cees-sandersin-de-luwte-van-eros","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/cees-sandersin-de-luwte-van-eros\/","title":{"rendered":"Cees Sanders\r\n\r\nIn de luwte van eros"},"content":{"rendered":"
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zijn wij in de luwte van eros<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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glanzend als haar huid<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wat mij aanmoedigde<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mij van aarzelen te ontdoen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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want zij lichtte zo op dat tranen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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om schoonheid van mij stroomden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de struiken en in het gras<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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haar mond omsloot mij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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