In Contemplative Darkness Comments

Now the crazy, bribed Loneliness, like a silent, irresponsible killer, burst into my life: And then I just started saying to myself, "If you are afraid and afraid of Tomorrow, at least give me the world today and appreciate it! "And among so many endless things, Man seemed to sparkle, beneath the surface of vanities! "

Mood pessimism is now more than unbearable - when the bad weather comes! You know the mood of your mood - patiently waiting for your joy! Slowly, maybe you don't have money left over. Your stomach is declaring a protesting, swirling war against you, and you know: In you, self-pity grows like an unhooked weed!
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