In Kabul,
they'd put me in prison
for my crimes.
But here I am free.
locked out
my prison has no walls
but the ones around
your heart.
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Telling my troubles to the horses head on the wall.
Telling my troubles to the horses head on the wall.
The Goose Girl
- The Goose Girl
- Telling my troubles to the horses head and whispering them to the stove.
The iron stove
If you are eavesdropping by the iron stove
or standing in the shadows near Falada's severed head,
if you are reading these words
please leave a comment now and then.
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