Clara Luzia electric light

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Snowflakes dance like butterflies
and tiny tears of joy and sorrow fill my eyes
Snowflakes turn to water as they touch the ground
so come down but better not
arrive
I find comfort in sorrow
I find pleasure in joy
and i find it so hard
to pick one of the two
It‘s getting dark in the afternoon
I use electric light all day in my room
it casts my shadows on the wall
and makes me sit in plato‘s cave

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