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  • There's was a closed tap inside of me

    a water tap, for water flavoured with meaningfulness

    I cautiously opened that tap ten years ago, letting one single drop out

    In the beginning only a few drops of water were let out every month

    but throughout the years the flow got steadier, and the water drops transformed into a water jet

    Today I can not close the water tap any longer. The pipes and the tap would explode by the pressure of holding back all that is meaningful


    Opening that tap was both a blessing and a curse, because now I am not capable of doing meaningless any more

    The water flavoured with meaningfulness now washes through me, in it's own authority
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