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I spotted you, your head, in some paper
A black and white photograph
Taken from your front
I distinguished eyes, nose, mouth, hair
Perfect complete impression, no ears

The story goes you are an expert
Laureated as a doctorate from overseas
I have been over this water many times
I have been laureated over and over
Not yet was I seen as they name you

While I am drinking red Berry's out of my garden
I am thinking about my life
Fifty years I have been looking for a fire
A thing you know more and less about
Now I have the space to counter, to complete

It is about my fire now
Fifty more years to come
So I councelled you
Give me some words I can play with
Vortex, ground, cardboard squares, risk control

In a short while there is
The opportunity to hear you speak
On the other side of the world
I really hope I find something earlier
Like you, a tube from wood, wise smiling