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Bobby Larsson
Migration


In those days there were lions. Roaring from 
behind the chests. And elephants. Always 
helpful and melancholy. They grew onions
then. And chocolate. To please the mouth and
comfort the soul. And then, of course, the big
thing back then: the nightly singing. Usually 
over there by the big lake. It was much warmer 
then, so they used to wear their summer 
clothes even in the dark hours. Light colourful 
dresses. Straw hats. Pipes, smell of raspberry. 
The golden, glowing fishes would surface and 
illuminate their happy faces
 

 

 

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