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Café-Flair

Blogby Louisa Christa Patricia Volk

This article was originally published in German. The English version is an automatic translation and may contain errors. The German original is authoritative.

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People talking.
About things. 
Beautiful things. 
And their words
Shimmer 
In the light of candles. 
Shine 
In the faces 
Of the people. 
Laughter.
In the brass cutlery. 
Whisper 
In oversized cocoa cups.
Music 
In the gingerbread with cinnamon apple. 
Everything becomes life. 
Everything is life. 
In rosy faces.
In red mouths.
And I am in the midst of life. 
Lifeless. 
But alive.
Because the others are living. 
Beside me the rose. 
In the vase. 
With water.
But without life. 
Because its bud
Plastic
Surrounds. 
But with water. 
Because in the midst of life. 
Lifeless. 
But alive. 
Because the others are living.