Dit gedicht heb ik in begin jaren negentig geschreven :
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Who are you anyways?

Have you been hired by some secret agency?
To live and ruin my life with me?
To make me become the same as thee?

The crystals I thought to see in your eyes 
Were just colored plastic to hypnotize 
Thé love I was sure of to feel 
Turned out to be a plan to make me kneel 

I believed in your new age enthousiasm 
Now I'm scared of your squared eyed vision 
But a plastic clown won't ever break my living crystals