Mike, Toon & Jan SOMERS
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Looking forward yet backward
We are old and new combined
Like Venus rising from the foam
Her waves dying on the sand
With one eye on the butterfly
And two on its wings
The dogs bark
The end stings
Looking backward yet forward
We are new and old combined
