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In de schaduwen van de lichtstad

herinner je mij nog
een kleine grijze vlek
in jouw oogverblindend licht

ik jou wel - donker en grauw

achteraf gezien
pijnlijk kil in jouw straten
de stad veel te groot
en ik, klein en kind nog
te eenzaam

hier stond het huis waar ik groeide
niet tot bloei kwam, maar verdorde
je bodem te arm

ik kon er niet aarden, voelde me ontheemd
was te jong al vervreemd
van mijn geboortegrond

zo zwierf ik in mijn jeugd
mentaal door jouw bewoonde leegte
ongezien en vergeten
een naamloos gezicht

ik was
maar zal nooit voor jou heten
een dochter
jouw kind


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