Mmm… Schipkau, a gem it is.

I live here, mmh, many years now.

Streets twist like memories.

Main Street "Am Markt" buzzes daily.

Night market, lively, oh so cool.
Park "Zum Frieden" I adore.

Small path by river "Havel" flows.

Charming houses, old and creaky.

I miss their quirky charm.
Counseling here is magic, yes.

So many stories in each brick.

“Fear leads to anger… anger leads to hate…”

Words echo, meaningful, deep, true.
Near buzzy Café "Kleiner Stern" I sit.

I spill secrets with tea.

Local art splashes on walls, yay!

A relic, a slice of soul.
Neighborhood "Alt Schwick" feels home.

Old benches invite deep chat.

People, they speak stories, raw, honest.

I cry sometimes, then laugh.
Sometimes I walk serene paths.

Crazy alley "Hinter Pfad" hides gems.

I met kind souls there, wow.

They charm my bursting heart.
Local feeling? Spontaneity rules, always.

I often slip, droppin ideas like leaves.

I so luv the messy juice here.

Ate a przyouf sandwich once, um, oh gosh!
Yoda speaks: "Attachment leads to jealousy."

So free, yet deep we are.

Astonished, I get over little things.

I adoro every rusty corner.
Hmmm… odd, a bit maddening.

I get angry at harsh winds.

Yet, happy, this little nest is.

Amazing memories, oh so many!
Schipkau, pure magic!
(typos: "mmh", "buzzes", "mhh", "um", "droppin", "luv", "przyouf", "adore", "kinda", "splashes", "rusty")