I am sleeping
in a bed
of life and death.
It‘s the place
Where my parents
loved each other
and created me.
It‘s the place
where the new kissed
the old.
Light and shadow.
I feel it both in me.
I slept in a child dead bed
and suvived.
I am a hiker
between the two sides.
Sticking to the darkness
but for others
I represent the light.
copyright by Magical whispers/I. Normann, 03/07/2019
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