Sometimes early in the morning the day wears a black dress and you almost feel like you're drowning in the sea of u200bu200bsadness. Some nights never end, become a small eternity because fear knows no limits and longing has no time . Sometimes you reach for the stars, the sky is so close, but before you can touch it, the clouds are there again. Sometimes you soar like a bird, into the earth's heavy light. Then you fly up to the sun, and you burn in their light. Once wine and once water, everything here has its time. Every day has its tears, every night also loneliness. Flowers that die in winter, summer brings us back. And out of sadness and farewell, a new happiness blossoms.

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