We had 16 years

I thought I found

the company with whom

I will grow up

Maybe I was naive

to think like that

but it was my crew

You left after the bombing

You eft because of poverty

I am trying to find a way

to Sweden now

What happened in the pauses

of our letters

we talked about that

when we met each other

after years for days

Like nothing passed

but it passed

in internet cafes

through the dial-up connection

to fast providers

the distance is becoming

smaller

but kilometers

remain the same

Nothing will replace

physical distance

I will go to that Finland

at once to see

what was there

in between the letters