the
land along the shore of the lake
reflects
on the water,
like
islands.
on
the lake shines the glass,
that fell out of the sky.
drops
of gold are glued on the lake.
drops
of oil become a band of rainbows.
the
water freezes,
CRACKLE!
it
breaks and turns liquid again.
black
sky, gold stars,
a
moonlit night on the water.
I
can see Venus,
there
it is in the marshes,
it's
flowing out to eternity.
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