Horizons

I must not say anything. About the yearning and longing. About the prison that we are in. About the chains holding us back from being human. When it hurts it’s not for us. We are hurt already. It is easy to fly away when you have wings. It is easy to wish when you are incomplete.
Being is believing.

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Nah

 

Nah

Doch noch nicht da

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Pures Vergnügen

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Lichtes Glück

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Völlige Verwirrung

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Zarter Frühling

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Einfacher Mut

The Loneliness of the Long Distance Relationship

As I ran through the park an early day of may,

I saw their happiness right away,

The sun, the earth, a girl, a boy,

Sweet laughter and such brimming joy,

Then I sighed deeply, passed them by,

There was no help but hue and cry,

Suddenly in the woods I heard,

The strange sound of a lonely bird,

I smiled, went on my stony way,

Lonely creatures have something to say.