August 27, 2013

Für Cassy

I often have this dream

In prehistoric times

I can hear you screaming

I chase the bear

And you're not afraid anymore

When I wake up

There's no bear

But you're still afraid

And I'm not a bear hunter

I don't dare to move, I don't live, whatever I do is a disaster
I would love to set out to chase the bear away
And for you, to not be afraid anymore

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