After every step,

I have to take another --


Yeah, with all my wits.


Na elke stap moetNach jedem Schritt mach
ik een volgende nemen --ich einen weiteren Schritt --

Bij volle verstand.Bei klarem Verstand.

Poem H5933
Amsterdam, 2025-09-08
The sound of flowers (Marten Toonder) - 1993
Autobiography, part 2, 1939-1945 "Het geluid van bloemen", chapter XXIV - December 1942 (in the war)
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

Why any further?

All the effort to get here --


where there is no view.


Waarom nog verderWarum noch weiter
gaan? Al die moeite tot hier --gehen? Hier gibt es nicht ein-

waar geen uitzicht is.mal eine Aussicht.

Poem S2923
Amsterdam, 2025-08-26
Someone (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse, published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3" [part XI, Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - September 20th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I sit in the mist,

resting on the narrow path --


Where should I go next?


Ik zit in de mistIm Nebel sitze
uit te rusten, op het pad --ich auf dem Weg, wohin soll --

Waarheen verdergaan?ich weitergehen?

Poem H5885
Amsterdam, 2025-08-26
Someone (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Iemand", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part XI [Deceased]), and in "Diary 1972-1973" (2012) - September 20th, 1972, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Heaven is wrong when

you are leaving too late for --


your destination.


De hemel klopt nietDer Himmel ist falsch,
als je te laat op weg gaat --wenn man zu spät auf dem Weg --

naar je bestemming.geht zu seinem Ziel.

Poem S2863
Amsterdam, 2025-08-10
Birds (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Vogels", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part IX [Marriage]), and in "Diary 1968-1969" (2010) - October 28th, 1968, Bologna - Bird migration
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

The path I chose serves

me no purpose. No problem --


there is no purpose.


De weg die ik koosDer gewählte Weg
dient me tot niets, dat geeft niet --dient mir keinem Zweck, schon gut --

want er is geen doel.es gibt keinen Zweck.

Poem H5750
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
Does it serve any purpose? Does it lead you to your goal (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Dialogue "Dient het tot iets? Brengt het je naar je doel", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 9th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

You don't know how to

do it differently, so you --


go on, stubbornly.


Je wilt het anders,Man weiß nicht, wie man
maar weet niet hoe, dus ga je --es anders tun soll und macht --

maar verder, koppig.einfach stur weiter.

Poem S2810
Amsterdam, 2025-07-28
You're living below your level (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Poem "Je leeft onder je maat", published in the collection "De harde kern 3" ("The hard core 3", part VI [Kees]), and in "Diary 1964-1965" (2008) - June 8th, 1964, Bologna
Collection: Self-portraits
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

There is only one

person asking me questions --


So I'll go with him.


Ik ken hier niemand,Fremde hier, nur ein
maar: één man stelt mij vragen --Mann stellt mir Fragen, also --

Met hem ga ik mee.gehe ich mit ihm.

Poem H5696
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
Many strangers walked along the path (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Langs 't pad liepen veel vreemden", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part III [Ennio]) and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - November 7th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I'm not going to,

not coming from anywhere --


I just follow you.


Ik ga nergens heen,Ich geh nirgendwo,
kom nergens vandaan en loop --ich komme von nirgendwo --

maar met iemand mee.ich folge einfach.

Poem H5697
Amsterdam, 2025-07-16
Many strangers walked along the path (Frida Vogels) - 1994
Verse "Langs 't pad liepen veel vreemden", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part III [Ennio]) and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - November 7th, 1955, Milan
Collection: ThereFrom
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Outside I search for

the way, hesitantly ad-


just expectations.


Buitenshuis zoek ikDraußen suche ich
de weg, twijfelend stel ik --den Weg, zögernd passe ich --

verwachtingen bij.Erwartungen an.

Poem H5587
Amsterdam, 2025-06-04
A gentle day (Eva Gouda) - 2022
Poem "Een zachte dag"
Collection: Here &Now&
Tribute to: Gouda, Eva 
 

People lose: their keys,

their job, husband, house, cat, some-


times their lust for life.


Mensen raken kwijt:Menschen verlieren:
hun sleutels, baan, man, huis, poes --Schlüssel, Job, Haus, Katze, manch-

soms hun levenslust.mal die Lebenslust.

Poem H5452
Amsterdam, 2025-05-09
Saint Anthony, dear friend (Renate Dorrestein) - 1997
Lecture "Heilige Antonius, beste vrind", in the Anthony of Padua church in Aerdenhout (1997, Renate Dorrestein), included in her collection "Dagelijks werk - Een schrijversleven" ("Daily work - A writer's life", 2018)
Collection: Lack
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate 
 

Now it is the best

time of my life, people say --


but it's not that good.


Nu: de leukste tijdJetzt: die beste Zeit
van mijn leven, zeggen ze --meines Lebens, sagen sie --

maar dat valt tegen.Wenn's nur wahr wäre!

Poem S2655
Amsterdam, 2025-05-09
Alone (Renate Dorrestein) - 2010
Blog #16 "Alleen", on the website of the VU (University in Amsterdam), November 22nd, 2010, Renate Dorrestein, included in her collection "Dagelijks werk - Een schrijversleven" ("Daily work - A writer's life", 2018)
Collection: Lack
Tribute to: Dorrestein, Renate 
 

Just live like a bus

driver, all the diversions --


then become the route.


Leef zoals een bus-Lebe wie ein Bus-
chauffeur, de omleidingen --fahrer, die Umleitungen --

worden de route.werden zur Route.

Poem H5280
Amsterdam, 2025-02-28
Column (An Olaerts) - 2025
Column in De Standaard
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Olaerts, An 
 

Buzzing and racing

around the flame: which moth will --


be the first to burn?


Twee motten zoemenZwei Motten schwirren
om het hardst om de vlam: wie --schnell um die Flamme: wer wird --

verbrandt er het eerst?zuerst verbrennen?

Poem H5248
Amsterdam, 2025-02-11
Two moths (Kaikai) - 1868
Haiku by Kaikai (1795-1868), included in the 1986 collection "Japanese Death Poems", compiled by Yoel Hoffmann: "Futatsu kite / shi o arasou ya / hitorimushi" ("Round a flame / two tiger moths / race to die")
Collection: On the fly
Tribute to: Kaikai 
 

Eternal question:

considering the facts, is --


it a yes? A no?


De eeuwige vraag:Ewige Frage:
is het gezien de feiten --angesichts der Fakten, ist --

een ja of een nee?es ein Ja? Ein Nein?

Poem H5238
Amsterdam, 2025-02-09
Considering the facts (Griet Op de Beeck) - 2018
Novella "Gezien de feiten", chapter 23
Collection: Willegos
Tribute to: Op de Beeck, Griet 
 

Now, from here on, be

your own guide, you know enough --


with your common sense!


Wees nu, vanaf hier,Führe jetzt, von hier,
zelf je gids, je weet genoeg --dich selbst, dein Menschenverstand --

met gezond verstand!ist gesund, er weiß!

Poem H5126
Amsterdam, 2024-12-10
The Divine Comedy (Dante Alighieri)
The Green Knight (Iris Murdoch) - 1320

Epic "La Divina Commedia" (1320, Dante Alighieri) - Virgil takes leave of Dante
Novel "The Green Knight" (1993, Iris Murdoch), chapter 2 Justice

Collection: Longing and Loss
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris; Alighieri, Dante 
 

Take care when you dream,

not to get lost in all your --


possibilities.


Pas op met dromen,Pass auf, wenn du träumst,
of je verdwaalt in al je --sonst verlierst du dich in all --

mogelijkheden.den Möglichkeiten.

Poem S2465
Amsterdam, 2024-12-02
Tanglewreck (Jeanette Winterson) - 2006
Novel, (chapter 22 The Star Road, and) chapter 24 International Rescue
Collection: MistI
Tribute to: Winterson, Jeanette 
 

Now it rains or snows,

now I sing, so I walk on:


a king of the day!


Soms sneeuwt het, dan weerMal schneit es, und mal
zing ik, zo wandel ik voort:singe ich, so gehe ich:

een koning te rijk!König des Tages!

Poem H4823
Amsterdam, 2024-08-02
Courage! (Wilhelm Müller / Franz Schubert) - 1824
Song poem "Mut!", cyclus "Winterreise" - 22, set to music in 1827 by Franz Schubert
Collection: Passage Passion
Tribute to: Mueller, Wilhelm 
Composer: Schubert, Franz 
 

I don't understand

the language of trains, kaboom --


how is the journey?


De taal van treinenDie Zugsprache, die
versta ik niet, boem kaboem --verstehe ich nicht, kabumm --

hoe verloopt de reis?wie läuft die Reise?

Poem H4727
Amsterdam, 2024-06-22
Collection: BloodTrunk 
 

Without you I will

buy all kinds of food and clothes --


you disapproved of.


Zonder jou zal ikOhne dich werd ich
eten en kleren kopen --Essen und Kleidung kaufen --

waar jij niet van hield.die du nicht mochtest.

Poem H4344
Amsterdam, 2023-12-06
Collection: Changing Times
 

Death is put away,

or it is lost, forgotten --


again and again.


De dood legt men weg,Man steckt den Tod weg,
of hij raakt zoek, steeds opnieuw --oder vergisst ihn, immer --

vergeten we hem.und immer wieder.

Poem H4282
Amsterdam, 2023-11-15
That's what death does (Ronelda Kamfer) - 2016
Poem "Dis wat die dood doen" (collection "Hammie")
Collection: Here &Now&
Tribute to: Kamfer, Ronelda 
 

That's just how life is,

you must take risks, you have to --


incur expenses.


Zo is het leven,So ist das Leben,
je moet risico's nemen --Risiken eingehen und --

en kosten maken.Auslagen machen.

Poem H4264
Amsterdam, 2023-10-28
Lighthousekeeping (Jeanette Winterson) - 2004
Novel, chapter A place before the Flood
Collection: Passage Passion
Tribute to: Winterson, Jeanette 
 

We are on the way,

and we know well: not one road --


leads to an end point.


We zijn onderweg,Wir sind unterwegs,
en we weten: niet één weg --und wir wissen: kein Weg führt --

leidt naar een eindpunt.zu einem Endpunkt.

Poem H4252
Amsterdam, 2023-10-27
On the Road (Jack Kerouac) - 1951
Book "On the Road" - "The Original Scroll", about his activities in 1947-1950, published in 1957/2007, chapter Book Four; Neal Cassidy
Collection: MistI
Tribute to: Kerouac, Jack 
 

Zywa Other thoughts

I want other thoughts
I don't like to be alone
with those opinions
about what I do

So I turn up the music
and I work hard, with a cake
on holidays, a whole cake
all for me

And then I feel sick
and I have to throw up
Another memory
that I won't lose

It's quietly waiting for doubts
and then it stands in line
with all my thoughts
about what I have done

Not a party, not a cake
not a whole cake for me
just my work, so
don't take that away from me

Poem 5306
Amsterdam, 2023-09-24
I Don't Like My Mind (Mitski) - 2023
Song (album "The Land is Inhospitable and So Are We")
Collection: Reaching out
Tribute to: Mitski (Miyawaki, Mitski) 
 

Zywa On the way [2]

From the river, forest everywhere
with yellow knights, turkey tails
and white-bearded trees

Sometimes there is a silence
and I hear the treecreeper
here and there a stone

which is described
on the map of this area
a map that is not a map

but a summary
of intersections, bridges
and solitary trees

Tonight I will rest
in an easy chair
that important invention

after the folding chair, the tilting chair
the swivel chair and the wheelchair
luckily I'm whole inside

not shaken in a coach
with suspension
fit for a rest day

for considerations
about my journey and the world
accepts the outcome

Poem 5254
Amsterdam, 2023-07-10
- White-bearded trees: beard lichen (usnea)
- Folding chair: [1] folding stool (2000 BC, Egypt), [2] Roman folding chair (sella curulis, curule seat) for dignitaries, [3] folding chair with armrests
- Tilting chair (reclining chair): 1900 BC in Egypt
- Swivel chair: AD 1505, Martin Löffelholz
- Wheelchair: for disabled persons (6th century BC, China and Greece), rolling office chair (AD 1840, Charles Darwin)
- Coach with suspension: reinvented in the Middle Ages

Collection: Migration
 

You're getting older,

tomorrow is not at all --


the day that would come.


Zo word je ouder,So wird man älter,
morgen komt niet de morgen --morgen kommt nicht das Morgen --

die er zou komen.das kommen würde.

Poem H3702
Amsterdam, 2023-02-03
Farewell (Jens Christian Grøndahl) - 2020
Story "Farväl" (collection "Dage som græs"), § 1
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Grøndahl, Jens Christian 
 

People are longing

for the past or for later --


It is their present.


Mensen verlangenMenschen sehnen sich
naar vroeger of naar later --nach früher oder später --

Dat is hun heden.Das heißt Gegenwart.

Poem H3500
Amsterdam, 2022-10-13
Sir Bumble and The New Thinking (Marten Toonder) - 1966
Comic strip #114 - "Heer Bommel en Het Nieuwe Denken" (tiers 5689-5746), tier 5694
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

Zywa We followed the river

Adam mapped it out
in the sand: the river
flows to the middle

of the day, opposite
are the mountains, steady
in place

although they seem to float
like clouds on which the wind
has no hold

We followed the river
Life became harder
with worries about the children

and the grandchildren
I wouldn't have wanted to miss it
Only Abel, oh Abel

who was so prideful
to believe thoughtlessly
that he knew better

Poem 4527
Amsterdam, 2022-06-13
Collection: A Home
 

Life: you just begin,

and you simply continue --


until it's over.


Leven: je begintDas Leben: beginn
bij het begin en gaat door --am Anfang und geh weiter --

tot het voorbij is.bis es vorbei ist.

Poem H3080
Egmond aan Zee, 2021-10-24
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (Lewis Carrol) - 1865
After the children's book
Collection: Summer birds
 

The monk goes about,

hard up, only the kit bag --


and a little hope.


De monnik trekt rond,Der Mönch zieht herum,
blut, enkel de plunjezak --abgebrannt, nur der Seesack --

en een beetje hoop.und wenig Hoffnung.

Poem H3077
Egmond aan Zee, 2021-10-23
There are no distant places (Franco Faggiani) - 2020
Novel "Non esistono posti lontani"
Collection: Stream
Tribute to: Faggiani, Franco 
 

They roamed the mountains

with a rifle on their backs --


Now they are drivers.


Ooit zwierven zeFrüher streunten sie
gewapend door de bergen --bewaffnet durch die Berge --

nu zijn ze chauffeur.Jetzt sind sie Fahrer.

Poem H3058
Amsterdam, 2021-10-09
The Crow (Kader Abdolah) - 2011
Novella "De kraai"
Collection: VacantVoid
Tribute to: Abdolah, Kader 
 

Our lives go on foot:

contest, parade and waltz --


march or shuffle dance?


Leven gaat te voet:Leben geht zu Fuß:
wedstrijd, parade en wals --Wettlauf, Auftritt und Walzer --

mars of schuifeldans?Marsch oder Stehtanz?

Poem H2934
Amsterdam, 2021-04-13
Last Friends (Jane Gardam) - 2013
Novel
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Gardam, Jane 
 

From the cold I lose

my cold sores, out of white land --


a bird is blown up.


Van de kou verliesVor Kälte keine
ik mijn koupijn, uit wit land --Kälte fühlen, aus Schneeland --

waait een vogel op.weht ein Vogel auf.

Poem S1041
Amsterdam, 2020-06-21
Mountain trip (Maria van Daalen) - 1989
Poem "Bergtocht" (collection "Raveslag")
Collection: Blankets of snow
Tribute to: Van Daalen, Maria 
 

Relax, it's no use

to give way to obstacles --


since they are the way.


Ontspan, obstakelsSuche keinen Weg
kun je niet uit de weg gaan --um Hindernisse herum --

want ze zijn de weg.denn sie sind der Weg.

Poem H2664
Amsterdam, 2020-01-17
Meditations 5:20 (Marcus Aurelius) - 180
Collection "Ta eis heauton" - 5:20 ("Things to one's self" / "Meditations")
Collection: SoulSenseSun
Tribute to: Aurelius, Marcus 
 

Well, there is no road,

walker, only by walking --


roads are being formed.


Er zijn geen wegen,Es gibt keinen Weg,
wandelaar, al wandelend --Wanderer, beim Wanderen --

ontstaan de wegen.entstehen Wege.

Poem H2657
Amsterdam, 2020-01-08
Walker without road (Antonio Machado) - 1912
Poem "Caminante no hay camino" (collection "Campos de Castilla"), sung in 1969 by Joan Manuel Serrat ("Cantares", album "Dedicado a Antonio Machado, poeta")
Collection: Passage Passion
Tribute to: Machado, Antonio; Serrat, Joan Manuel 
 

Zywa Walking hourglass

To graze the livestock I move
from oasis to oasis, lugging

a huge hourglass, a tower
on wheels, and I count

grain after grain
until the time runs out, I count

down my despondency:
what shall I have achieved

as an old man? Only that I myself
am an hourglass in the desert

with grains of happiness: family
some friends and the beauty

of the starry sky, a cup
of clear water, a safe night

and sometimes the godsend
of a quail or some honey

Poem 2333
Amsterdam, 2019-07-03
Exodus (40 years in the desert)
Collection: The King
 

Life is a journey,

you get to know a few roads --


and a few habits.


Het leven: een reis.Die Lebensreise:
Je leert wat wegen kennen --man lernt einige Wege --

en wat gewoonten.und Gewohnheiten.

Poem S0783
Amsterdam, 2018-09-12
Pass around the wine, offer the jug (Hafez) - 1350
Ghazal (Ode) 1
Collection: On the fly
Tribute to: Hafez 
 

I too must move on

and follow someone, or else --


set out on my own.


Ook ik moet verder,Auch ich muss weiter,
iemand volgen, of anders --jemandem folgen, oder --

mijn eigen weg gaan.meinen Weg gehen.

Poem H1894
Amsterdam, 2017-12-12
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - April 23rd, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa Half-light

Alone, in the empty movie theatre
between the carpets
my eyes in half-light

closed, back and thighs
firmly in the chair travelling
through the buzzing space

of busy traffic
of merging and outgoing
in the distance and somewhere

a song slides by
- familiar emotions
on exits without a destination

going around the network of roads
Therefore and because no one
would remember the song

it points out, in half-light, only half
the way, but this does not matter
in the one universe of the journey

Poem 1609
Amsterdam, 2017-11-08
Collection: web tissue
 

Just one road, nameless

on the map, that one of course --


am I following!


Eén weg zonder naamDie Straße ohne
op de landkaart, natuurlijk!Namen auf der Karte, ja!

De weg die ik volg!Der Weg, dem man folgt!

Poem H1665
Amsterdam, 2017-02-21
Tom Puss and The Gigglecackler (Marten Toonder) - 1956
Comic strip #70 - "Tom Poes en De Giegelgak", tier 2828
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

Zywa Passengers

Dressed in mama's nightgown
skating in the middle of the street
and making long journeys
with trains in the attic, yet
if someone later says

It was already there
you know, don't you?
Twelve years old...
two four six eight ten
who is not gone, is seen

just look around you:
people are on their way
all of them passengers
in a private seat joining
the flight to the same

the travel rules are clear
put on the safety belts
for extras, you have to pay
but love and fate
are nowhere for sale


then shrug your shoulders
and start talking about something else
because reason demands that
you don't take anything personally
even if it is about you

Poem 961
Amsterdam, 2017-01-18
Collection: The drama
Dedicated to: Frank W 
 

Zywa I woluw

Do you know where you are going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?


the way it is, today
my own life today
softly singing on

my way to the next
crossing in the park
knowing where I'm going

left or right, always
back to friends
with whom I'm happy

Even if I don't participate
with the neighbours, all of Brussels
Berlin, Beyrouth, and Beijing

I still participate
but otherwise, living
close to myself

indoors "viewless"
today's life, softly
singing on my way

Poem 858
Amsterdam, 2016-12-01
The Woluwe flows through municipalities of the Brussels region
"Do you know where you're going to?" (1973, lyrics Michael Masser)

Collection: On living on [1]
Tribute to: Masser, Michael 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Zywa The seasons

The canal is green today
grey in the evening twilight
the precolour of winter

Running engines, winter coats and
heat lamps, little red spots
on the skin of the city

We want to vibrate
not repose with the supplies
We bring light and green into our homes

into the insides
of our existence
an eager feeling

no boredom, no tardy time
no long fixed hours
in the low sun's sidelight

We make plans in autumn
we clean up in spring
we repose in summer

Complementary to the season
we feel that we are alive
An eager feeling

Poem 846
Amsterdam, 2016-11-28
Collection: Summer birds
 

This is what life is:

getting lost in labyrinths --


of your fantasy.


Wat het leven is:Was das Leben ist:
verdwalen in de doolhof --verirrt sein im Labyrinth --

van je fantasie.deiner Fantasie.

Poem S0294
Konstanz, 2015-06-20
La Superba (Ilja Leonard Pfeijffer) - 2013
Novel
Collection: Palace of the night
Tribute to: Pfeijffer, Ilja Leonard 
 

The road has lost us,

we have left it, over there --


it's looking for us.


De weg is ons kwijt,Die Straße hat sich
we hebben hem verlaten --verirrt, wir verließen sie --

Daarginds zoekt hij ons.Drüben sucht sie uns.

Poem H0743
Amsterdam, 2014-02-10
The road (Eva Gerlach) - 1998
Poem "Over de weg" (collection "Niets bestendiger")
Collection: Passage Passion
Tribute to: Gerlach, Eva 
 

The old man points to

the other side: that is where --


he must go, or I?


De oude man wijstDer Mann deutet auf
naar de overkant: daarheen --das Ufer: dorthin muss er --

moet hij gaan, of ik?gehen, oder ich?

Poem H0577
Amsterdam, 2013-09-27
Collection: Pending rain
 

There is a boulder

in the middle of the road --


there is a boulder.


Midden op de wegMitten auf dem Weg
ligt een steen, er ligt een steen --ist ein Stein, da ist ein Stein --

midden op de weg.mitten auf dem Weg.

Poem H0525
Amsterdam, 2013-07-29
In the middle of the road (Carlos Drummond de Andrade) - 1928
"No meio do caminho" (collection "Alguma poesia")
Collection: Here &Now&
Tribute to: Drummond dA, Carlos 
 

Rooms and corridors,

stairs, streets, bridges, lanes, and paths:


all the time en route.


Kamers en gangen,Zimmer und Flure,
trappen, straten en paden:Treppen, Straßen und Wege:

aldoor onderweg.immer unterwegs.

Poem S0023
Julianadorp, 2011-12-30
Collection: The climbing house
 

Always keep skating,

over thick ice and thin ice --


And avoid the holes.


Over dik en dunÜber dickes Eis
ijs alle dagen schaatsen --und dünnes Eis eislaufen --

Wakken vermijden.Waken vermeiden.

Poem H0061
Amsterdam, 2011-12-11
Collection: I am
 

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