'Passing Days, As Images - In Illness ' - Iv - Beside Of Us Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

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closely, beside of us, they live
the boy and the girl which like
to change, behind puppets,
behind dolls, about a feigned smile,
devoid of emotion.

they live in world of the illusion,
where paper dragons are winning bad warriors
but girls don't only have the facial expression
exophthalmos of eyeballs and copied everything,
what can form a relationship with the conceivable beauty

somewhere beside people which
are shaping the taste of illusions young,
living in world, the imagination and the
falsehood live. it is large what artificial
the rest isn't significant...still.

terrible little dolls are frightening at night
not letting fall asleep with calm dream
the great knight is chasing the small
miserable puppet in order for her to trim
hair with ears well, that only in the dream.