Momentskizze. Smoke. a second ago the candle was still burning... but now a sooty wick sticks out of the (impassive) solidified base, bent helplessly and puny...(hilflos und mickrig gebeugt). Nothing's left, not even a hint of _(happening/transformation) and what had just captured my entire attention lies now before me meaningless and utterly unspectacular.
I hit the play button of my phone. Ahhhh, there it is! Captured on record: the flame, dancing on tiptoes above the red sea of wax..vivid and alive..in the wind of change...even though its dark behind the black mirror.
Strumming patterns in...G maj? minor.. dimdim..ohhhhh scheee...vah jahhhh...Fis? 12
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