I think someone else at Finding Home did this too? Was inspired and wrote a poem about a literary concert? Or did the wine go to my head, and I heard it wrong when one of the emcees said it? Anyway, that’s what I ended up doing too when contemplating how to write about the Finding
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Yellow – Shocks and attracts me/ Energy of youth and spring/ Hope for excitement
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Ok, he’s not that much of a mysterious writer if you get to see his picture here. And you can catch him hosting and performing at events around Leipzig, like open mics and literary concerts at Poniatowski the Polish bar and arts hangout. But I still find him mysterious because he doesn’t seem to reveal
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Politics – Always something else/ Front liners are pawns themselves/ Invisible hands
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Bourdieu – Capital holders/ Builders of your common sense/ Beliefs pre-given
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Italy – Your Vespa cuts through/ My hands wrapped around your waist/ Warm wind on my face
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