Poetry for the night…

I don’t own anything
Not even my freedom
It’s been given to me
It’s what I will take
If I realize that
I only have to stretch out to get it
Yet I make such a great effort in complaining
It’s all about me and within me
Everything I need

Copyright Text Picture Jasmin Türemis

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