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Nel
Nel
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The graffiti that changed a city
Living in a small town like this one feels like living in a pocket universe. You probably don’t know it’s name, but you wouldn’t need it any...
Nel
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Death of Innocence
The day I realized I was grown up was the day my innocence died.Suddenly honest mistakes were malicious acts of terror. Over night the world...
Nel
10
Afloat
Ever since I was a child I floated.Through the masses of people on my way to school,Through parties I wanted to leave early,Through hard day...
Nel
8
Thoughts on Van Gogh
Something that always rubs me the wrong way are the countless movies about Vincent van Gogh. The way he gets portrayed as this masterpainter...
Nel
6
Light and dark - Night and day
I always questioned why I felt most at home in the dark. Why I disliked the warmth of the sun and rather danced under the other stars. There...
Nel
4
Birds
Back when you heard the birds chirp in the morning. Back. then when you were happy.When the air felt fresh, you were young and to you the ea...
Nel
11
Agility or speed
There is a difference between speed and agility. When you are on a long lane stretching until the horizon, all you need is speed, foot on th...
Nel
14
On getting older
Each day I get older and older.And with each day I cross off in my calendar it feels like I am crossing out another possibility I have had.E...
Nel
9
March 15th
I remember lying in my bed, clutching the blanket in my fist. Shocked at the fact that 2 years had already passed since I graduated from hig...
Nel
6
I remember when
I remember whenI remember when we were 5.It was in kindergarten and when Noah opened his lunchbox it was empty. So we all gave him something...
Nel
4
Science of hate
"I hate you.And you don't even know me.But you should have.And you know it.I hope you burn in hell so your bones rot and crumble to dust lik...
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6
The L in life
I met a poet in a bar once.I sat next to him, ordered my drink, ready for another night in blissful fog when he turned around.„You like your...
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