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Pressure And Pain

The pain is immense

It is an opened wound

That I carry around

All of the time

Normally hidden

But now it is opened

Burning like fire

Eventually it will

Do me in

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The Great Battle

Fighting as an underdog

Creating an inner peace

The fight seem so pure

Inside me I find peace

Even when losing

I feel alive

Alas beaten up

The wind is cold

And my body warm

Like when making

Love

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The Best Thing

Sometimes conflicts doesn’t wants to be solved

Avoiding the problem is more easy

Remaining in the same position

Is always most beneficial for

The one on top

Stepping out of the conflict zone

Gives perspective, temporary relief

Is it worth to take the fight

Maybe but,

One has to choose ones battles wisely

The best wars are those never fought

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Killing Hills

The canons had just been silent

After a day of hard work

Killing people on the other side

We walked silently

Down the street

Watching the carnage from afar

Like in a dream,

The broken windows, screaming people and so much blood

All over the place

It was a that time to late anyway

To do anything about it

Being hardened by the war

Did not stop the slow breaking

Slow destruction of the soul

That would last for many years

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Leaving

What is the secret

How do I reach

The very space of autonomy

How do I leave it all behind

Can’t stand strait in the wind

I keep tumbling around

So sleepy that it feels like

I am on drugs

The feet’s are wobbly

Reaching out in the wind

Against all odds

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Camino Real

Walking the Camino

Is difficult and easy

The road so long

From the border of

France, going through

An endless landscape

In northern Spain

Suddenly your feet gets

Sour and the blisters that

Grow is terrible

But you keep on walking

Knowing that your future

Depends on your ability

To reach the target, goal, stone,

Church or Ocean

Because the failure

Inevitably diminish you

It just to find another way

Getting home