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Poem

Yan Jun

6 May, In the Garden

1. Now the meditation begins.

2. Ants. I can feel them.

3. Bullshit and honey.

4. An empty bus is still a bus.

5. These little bastards in the air.

6. The engine next door. I bite my door.

7. Thickness. My storm clouds. Eating alone.

6 MEI, IN HET PARK

1, Het mediteren begint nu.

2, Mieren. Ik voel ze.

3, Koeienvlaai en honing.

4, Een lege bus is nog steeds een bus.

5, Deze kleine schurken in de lucht.

6, De motor van de buren. Ik bijt op mijn deur.

7, Concentratie. Mijn eigen zwarte wolken. Ik eet ze zelf.

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6 May, In the Garden

1. Now the meditation begins.

2. Ants. I can feel them.

3. Bullshit and honey.

4. An empty bus is still a bus.

5. These little bastards in the air.

6. The engine next door. I bite my door.

7. Thickness. My storm clouds. Eating alone.

6 May, In the Garden

1. Now the meditation begins.

2. Ants. I can feel them.

3. Bullshit and honey.

4. An empty bus is still a bus.

5. These little bastards in the air.

6. The engine next door. I bite my door.

7. Thickness. My storm clouds. Eating alone.
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